{guest post} on the bowl.




This is RMFH, writing for my favorite lady TFH, because she has planned our vacation to the the tee and is completely occupied with finding the best place for fugu. So in leaving, I thought of home and its parts. What makes "home"? My wife and I have left from and returned to the place we more-or-less grew up in several times over (living in Tampa for the better part of our formative years). This has always rattled us in a way.

So I took it upon myself to find out what I truly love about this very small town. And in a would-be list of what makes Tampa a plausible home for us when our friends are scattered over New York, L.A., Rome and Tokyo, I thought only of the Bro Bowl.

It's so odd and green and eternal. I want to skip work every day to go there and I have skipped work and school and chosen it over friends and I've lied to my parents about going there. Oh, Bro Bowl you are a mass of unchanging concrete covered in a sea of mismatched spray-painted ethos and brand loyalties. You are as "Tampa" as the day is long and I thank you.






PHOTOS COURTESY OF: SKYWAY TO HELL and SPOT, respectively

 
 
 
 

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  • Amaly said... Reply To This Comment
    5.10.10
    nice! I hope you guys are having a great time missing Tampa!! ;)
  • melissa said... Reply To This Comment
    7.10.10
    I love this post, and Ted is going to really love this post. . . We love you both, and hope you have an amaaaaazing time in Japan!

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