This row of coats represents a quaint group of diners who piled inside during a blustery Northern Michigan winter evening to sit at natural wood tables and dine on the most amazing family-style shared plates. Last week my in-laws checked out this restaurant owned by one of my MIL’s former 1st grade students and immediately booked a reservation for us to eat there when we would be in Traverse City the following week. Unbelievable food. Amazing service. Delicious drinks. And ambiance. And hygge. And basically one of the most creative, deliciously indulgent meals I’ve ever had. The menu changes from day to day and season to season, but if you happen to eat at Alliance Restaurant soon – try the coconut sea bass ceviche, the sweet chili fried chicken, the baked squash, the wagyu beef and the buttermilk pie – for starters. 😉
And if you happen to talk to Chef James – tell him The Brandts sent you. And then prepare to have your mind completely blown.






I was texting with a friend last night about Christmas decorating and she casually mentioned once inheriting a box of tacky (but-not-in-a-charming-way) ornaments which she labeled in permanent marker, “things I keep out of guilt.” While the honesty made me laugh, I haven’t been able to shake the concept. I keep wondering, how many things do we have cluttering up our shelves, attic corners and headspace, simply out of obligation? Of course, I’m not recommending you cause a family rift or dispose of valuable family heirlooms, but I do think the idea is worth exploring – at least internally. There’s a reason why Marie Kondo’s approach to purging has been so widely received – sometimes we just need permission to let things go.


Now that I have lovely granite countertops, a farm sink, slow close cupboard doors (YES!) and most importantly space to cook and be with my people, I’m continually grateful for how far it has come. But I keep these two little pantry buddies as a constant reminder of what a blessing we’ve been given.