to the mountains we must go.

Last Friday, D and I pointed the car North and headed out of town. I’d been counting down the days and weeks until this trip and it was finally upon us. We stopped first in Charlotte for lunch at the Crepe Cellar before continuing on our trek.

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From there, we went to Blowing Rock, our final destination for the weekend. (Or at least the surrounding areas thereof.) We unpacked and then headed out for dinner at Roots.

Saturday morning bright and early we headed to Grandfather Mountain. It was cold and somehow, D convinced me to go on a closed trail that was pretty much a game of Twister with ice and snow.

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Eventually, we made our way to the floating bridge and crossed it to see this view:

It was beautiful. Serene. Freezing cold. I was happy.

Once we got back on solid ground, we headed back to Blowing Rock by way of Banner Elk and grabbed some barbeque for lunch.

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Next we went to Blowing Rock Brewing — home of my favorite beers of the entire trip. The day was warming up, so we sat outside and it was just perfect.

For dinner, we went to one of my favorite restaurants, Bistro Roca. It is so good and home of my favorite wine, Gundlach Bundschu. We feasted.

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On Sunday, we headed to Boone to grab an early lunch and wander. We stopped in Hob Nob Farm Cafe for lunch. D ordered a ghost pepper cubano and I a bacon brie crab cake sandwich. He’s still talking about his.

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We ventured from there to Lost Province Brewing Company and ordered a couple of flights. The bartender recommended blending a couple of the saisons — and that ended up being my favorite taste by far.

From there, we discovered one of my favorite breweries as far as ambiance (I really should have a ranking system) — Appalachian Mountain Brewery.

We also got a pizza from the food truck there. It was funky.

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Once we headed out of Boone, we went back towards Blowing Rock to check out the Blowing Rock at sunset.

It’s so beautiful there. And we were all alone. I liked the peace and the view.

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Monday was a cold and rainy morning which was just right for us to head home in. We went the long way — a favorite of mine.

And after starting out on the Blue Ridge Parkway and then repeatedly being detoured off of it due to closings, we eventually made our way to Asheville.

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First stop in Asheville was Wicked Weed.

We had the best calamari of my life there, too.

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Then, we walked down to Jack of the Wood. It’s the bar associated with Green Man Brewery, which I love.

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From there, we went to Hi-Wire Brewing, which apparently has recently been voted one of the best breweries in America. Or something like that. That’s what the bartender at Jack of the Wood told me at least.

We needed sustenance, so we stopped at Farm Burger for dinner. It was … amazing.

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Our last beer of the day was at Old World Brewing, which we stumbled upon randomly. It was really cool and was under Farm Burger.

Before we headed home, we went to French Broad Chocolate Factory for milkshakes. Hands down the best milkshake I’ve ever had.

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By the way, did I mention D is my fiance now? Love him. Happy 2 week fianceversary, forever man.

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