When you're raised in the South you tend to consume quite a bit of pulled pork, cornbread, and collards. Naturally, even if you leave the home of these wonderful flavors- the cravings still exist. This past December I had my wisdom teeth removed and dealt with the pain and boredom by binge watching Diners, Drive-Ins, and Dives on the Food Network. One episode featured fantastic Boston restaurants and Tupelo happened to be one of them. In December, Cameron and I came to Boston for what would later be known as our "engagement trip" and tried Tupelo for the first time. We fell in love with the mason jar filled atmosphere and upscale southern cuisine, an overall fun twist on our heritage. We knew we would have to bring my parents back at a later date. Yesterday we fulfilled our goal and had a fun filled afternoon. Everyone laced up their best walking shoes and we headed across the Charles for another Cambridge adventure. Cameron and I searched for a bookcase, while my parents searched for a contemporary chair and ottoman- no luck for either couple, but I did find 2/3 of my name as we explored. As dinner time neared, we ventured towards 1193 Cambridge Street. We arrived right after they opened- a helpful hint since the tiny restaurant fills up pretty fast. Our table was quickly filled with the best southern flavors: triple fried wings in a jalapeño peach hot sauce, pulled pork, bourbon peaches, ribs, collard greens, and my favorite, apple fennel coleslaw. We had such a lovely "double date" and I'm already planning my next comfort food experience.