"Bagels are the essence of life." - Jordan M. Pappas (pre-Celiac diagnosis)
Even if you don't like matcha, you're going to like their matcha.
Girl, spill the tea. Except don't actually spill the tea it's too good to spill.
The platonic ideal of a southern bakery.
The underrated and definitive lunch spot for Raleighites in-the-know.
Eastern North Carolina BBQ is better than Western North Carolina BBQ. Trust us on this one. Awarded the Bib Gourmand by the Michelin Guide in 2025.
Home to Raleigh's best smash burger and every single one of its feral children.
Ever since 2019, we've been patiently waiting for this restaurant to set up shop in Raleigh. Catch us eating chaat and sigri every Tuesday through Saturday night.
In a 1940s Esso gas station, we go to pay tribute to the Alvarez family's jalapeño margaritas, queso empanadas, green chilaquiles, and other culinary comforts. Do not miss it.
Duck. Fat. Aioli. Fries. Oh. My. God.
Sure, you might have to arrive exactly at 5PM to get a table (sadly, no reservations), but it's really, really, really worth it.
The tapas scene may have taken over Raleigh, but rest assured these remain undefeated.
The premier French bistro. You should definitely escar-go.
Micro-batching chocolates since the big '08.
Coffee, cocktails, chocolate. 'Nuff said.
Located in historic Oakwood, this is our favorite bar to get white girl wasted on mezcal while admiring all of the houses we can't afford to buy.
Raleigh's premier sesh spot.
Do you like '90s dive bars with cheap beer? The smell of old cigarettes? Hella fast slides? Boy do we have a spot for you.
Every time we come here, we leave with a dachshund-themed tchotchke. It's actually becoming a problem.
Authentic denim jeans, jackets, and trinkets are made right in the back of their store. Jamie geeks out at their vintage sewing machines every time we come in.
It's a simple process - come with money, leave with local goodies.
An absolute icon of Raleigh's dining, shopping, and strolling scene since 1949. And home for Jordan and Jamie since 2020.
A newcomer to the dining and shopping scene. There actually isn't a single place here we wouldn't recommend you go to.
Deep-rooted history and a world-class adventure playground are built upon the former grounds of North Carolina's first psychiatric hospital. You'd be insane not to check it out.
On a beautiful spring day, one of our small pleasures is to stroll their 10 acres of well-manicured gardens. Take five to meditate among the quiet of the Japanese raked-stone zen garden.
Jordan used to hike its 35 miles of trails alone. Now, we go together. It's better that way.
The outside is as artful as the inside. Jordan's first photograph of Jamie was taken here in front of Bernardo Bellotto's cityscape of Dresden (bonus points if you can find it).
Sure, Raleigh's history is cool and all, but can we interest you in Late Cretaceous dinosaur eggs?