Miss Hoggy is a museum buff. In any city she goes to, museum has to be on the itinerary. In her opinion, it’s the best way to learn the story of a city, especially when time isn’t quite your best friend. So on my tour around Raleigh, the leafy city of oak with old southern houses with their pillars and decorative window shutters, I was given a platter of museums. Oh of course, along with a platter of yummy Southern food.
When Miss Hoggy Leaves Home has turned ONE!! My very first post was just a mere sentence though, and Miss Hoggy was just my dreaming alter-ego. Then, I was only dreaming of collecting stories from every part of this world. Despite the fact that I’ve started, I’m hardly a tenth there yet. Regardless, I took the chance to celebrate Miss Hoggy’s one-year-old earlier last week by soaking up the summer sun in Beaufort and the beautiful shoreline of North Carolina.
After a hectic week of leaving home preparations and a final travel plan change to my US trip, I finally get to let my pretty head rest on this short American leg. Or so I thought. Upon arriving in Raleigh, in southern state of North Carolina, I was enlightened with more than just a lesson on interpreting Fahrenheit, Gallon and Pounds. I was enlightened with a lesson about Biscuits and the Southern cuisine.