Once again, I stumble into a uniquely Sarasota evening.   By Hannah Wallace   Some days, I might as well be in Omaha. Or Albuquerque. I’m surrounded by one-of-a-kind establishments—the pride of Sarasota—and I find myself bopping from Target to Starbucks to Bennigan’s, as if caught in some chain-brand tractor beam.   But other days, [...]

Little things added up to a fantastic Valentine’s.   By Hannah Wallace   Thursday morning, the alarm went off at 5:50 a.m. CCB groaned, “I think Valentine’s Day should be exempt from exercise.” Fair enough; let the festivities begin. After we slept in (till 7, ugh), I snuck outside in my PJs to arrange the [...]

My Sarasota dream dates.   By Hannah Wallace   After insisting I be surprised for Valentine’s Day, I asked CCB last week if he’d made plans yet. He said no, then quickly added, “Although, if I had made plans, I’d still say ‘no.’” Sneaky sneaky.   Then again, maybe that means we’ll wind up at [...]

I belong to zero charitable committees and no arts boards. Am I a bad Sarasotan?   By Hannah Wallace   I want to watch C-SPAN. I want to read books. I want to cook better, garden, paint and meditate. There are a lot of things I want to do in my day-to-day life. Certainly, exercise [...]