"NAN-FUCKET, WE'RE ON VACATION."
When my best friend from high school (hey, emily!) told me that her first post-grad job would be on Nantucket Island, I KNEW I had to get my ass there. Next thing I knew, I was on a boat with some fellow Brooklynite besties en route to one of the most epically (yes, I just used the word epic) patriotic 4th of July weekends of our lives.
Stars, stripes, beaches, sailboats, fireworks, champagne, vodka, beer, beer and more beer... you name it, we had it. If you don't mind a 5.8X Uber surge charge, invasive townie mole-people or getting stared at by millionaire families like you have 14 heads, I HIGHLY recommend this trip for you and your friends.
I also recommend the writers of American Horror Story srsly consider this place for a season. (cc: Ryan Murphy)
Brunch on. x