The camera belonged to Jonathan Sage’s father. Jonathan found it while cleaning out a closet years after moving to Savannah. A Pentax K1000 from the late 1970s. Fully mechanical. Heavy in the hand. The kind of camera that does not guide you or correct you. It waits. It demands attention. And if you rush it, […]
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Savannah is not trying to decide what it is anymore. That question is settled. It is not chasing polish, and it is not clinging to grit. It is not choosing between elegance and chaos. It wants both, and it wants them close enough that you can move between them without thinking about it. That instinct […]
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Good coffee and observation. Though I write in cafes for simple reasons, serendipity abounds. Pop by Flora and Fauna sometime, my new favorite haunt. You just might spot me posted in a corner, head phones on, ticky tapping away. But believe you me, I see the face you make at that first sip melting away […]
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When I’m not playing music in Savannah, South Carolina, or North Georgia’s boutique wineries, I’m a freelance writer. And though as musician I’m on the road regularly Wednesday through Sunday, I look forward to returning to the Hostess City’s Starland District. Here, I can catch up on emails and work on writing projects. And once […]
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Dear Medford, and Boston. And whoever else wants to fight us on this. We’re going to say this one time. Jingle Bells was written in Savannah. And if you are wondering why this even needs saying, here is the short version. People have been arguing for years about where Jingle Bells was written. Medford claims […]
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Inside a quiet Savannah studio, the air hums with focus. There’s music spinning on the record player, today it’s the Black Pumas, and a table with pen caps, over two hundred of them collected from the past two years. Each one is a casualty of obsession, a small testament to the hours Jayce Hall has […]
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“The church next door could not have been better to us. That rumor was completely false. They were incredibly welcoming from day one.” For years, the Darling Oyster Bar was a mystery. Locals peered through cracks in the papered windows, guessing what might be taking shape inside. The rumor mill spun faster than a ceiling […]
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Savannah a city of creatives. In this series we explore how to bring out the most in our creative selves. We sat down with Hannah Equinazi. Hannah Esquenazi is a senior student at the Savannah College of Art and Design. You can find her work at hannahesquenazi.com or on Instagram @hannahesquenaziart. Trusted by 70,000+ […]
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On a busy night in Starland, the glow from Lucia spills onto the sidewalk long before you reach the door. Inside, the room hums with conversation, clinking glasses, and the soft rhythm of a chef who works in full view of everyone. It is tight, warm, and immediate. The kind of space where you can […]
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No need to panic, Starland. We still love you. You’ve been the city’s creative engine. The late night heartbeat with Brochu’s frying at full tilt, Flora and Fauna glowing on Bull, Lone Wolf turning Negronis into poetry. You raised the bar. But while you were busy changing Savannah’s culinary and cultural landscape, something unexpected started […]
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Hidden upstairs, Untitled Bar is a stunner worth the search. The name nods to the art world, where an “Untitled” work invites you to see it your own way and that’s the spirit here too. Step inside and it could be a striking design showcase, a dining room where the food takes center stage, or […]
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It started with a tub. Just a tub, some ice, and a guy named Peter who’d come back from Pensacola with a wild idea. “Peter took a breathwork, ice tub, and yoga kind of class while he was there over the holidays,” says Hannah Eyre, who now helps run the whole thing. “He loved it. […]
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On the quiet end of Tybee Island, tucked in a little cottage with a past life, there’s a place that refuses to be categorized. You walk into Sea Wolf, and you don’t quite know what it is but you know it feels right. It’s not a dive bar. Not exactly. It’s not tiki. It’s not […]
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You don’t win six Grammys by being afraid. But fearlessness is often mistaken for confidence, volume, or bravado. Standing next to Bob Weir night after night, Don Was learned something sharper and harder to practice. Fearlessness is stepping into uncertainty without armor, removing the safety net, and staying present when you have no idea what […]
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Beautiful, Bleak, and Honest Randall Patrick sees it A photographer by instinct and necessity, Randall isn’t out here chasing the perfect sunset shot over River Street or the clichéd Spanish Moss covered live oak trees that tourists drool over. His Savannah is a little rougher around the edges. And yet, somehow, it’s hopeful too. “I […]
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