Earthen Jar!

I ate at the Earthen Jar in Ann Arbor. I am full. And smug. Full of smug.

I miss this town. It’s big enough to be livable, but small enough to feel friendly and be full of trees.

If only Ann Arbor houses cost under a million dollars.

3 Replies to “Earthen Jar!”

  1. Hey! I didn’t know you were around. (Probably because I haven’t touched Bloglines in about two weeks.)

    I’m moving to Grand Rapids on Tuesday, but I’d love to see you this weekend if you have time!

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