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September 17, 2021


Leisure is the section where we highlight the intriguing, exciting and all-around fun events and activities happening in Baltimore over the weekend.

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Just look at these beautiful waffles. Golden West Cafe in Hampden only serves these treats during the weekend.

Golden West Cafe offers weekend-only waffles

Waffles. We all love them. When the waffle makers are out in the FFC, the sun shines a little brighter, or the stars do if it’s Late Night. They’re good savory. They’re good sweet. They’re for breakfast. They’re for dessert. What’s not to love?

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The entrance to the American Visionary Art Museum, near Federal Hill.

Finding shenanigans, even during midterms

It’s that happy time of year again: Leaves are turning colors, the air is growing crisp, everything is pumpkin spice flavored and you’re stuck in the library until well after dark. The calendar is filled with midterms, papers and presentations. And if you’re a senior, there’s a whole new level of stress brought on by job interviews and applications.

Loch Raven Resevoir

Go take a hike at the Loch Raven Reservoir

If you’re new to Hopkins, you’ve probably noticed that we don’t exactly have mountains anywhere nearby. Baltimore isn’t known as an outdoor mecca. But don’t fret: There are a multitude of great hiking spots in and around Baltimore. Look at a city map and you’ll see swaths of green spattered across good old Bmore and even more of it out on the edges. Just half an hour north of Homewood, Loch Raven Reservoir offers a perfect escape from the red brick and repetition of Charles Village.

A Station North neighborhood staple, Red Emma’s Bookstore Coffeehouse offers a hip cafe atmosphere.

Bmore hipster cafes part two: Red Emma’s

Another weekend at Hopkins equals another Sunday full of work. I vowed to myself that I would actually leave the MSE Library several times this semester, so I chose none other than Red Emma’s Bookstore Coffeehouse, the epitome of hipster cafes, to explore. Located near The Windup Space (a place that I strongly recommend for a unique night of drinks and dancing), Red Emma’s is only a short walk from Penn Station. Nevertheless, it would not be a smart idea to walk in that area alone late in the evening.

The sweet, sweet harvest of an early morning run to B. Doughnut.

B-there or b-square: a visit to B. Doughnut

The cronut has come to Baltimore. Or, at least, the doughssant has. A metaphorical and physical portmanteau of doughnut and croissant, the doughssant is a delicious hybrid between the two pastries. It has flaky, buttery, laminated dough like a croissant, but is fried like a doughnut. Sound amazing? It is, but you better be prepared to go to some lengths to get one.

Leyla McCalla during her time with the Carolina Chocolate Drops.

Creative Alliance features Rats, Leyla McCalla

It is a Sunday night and I should be at home doing homework. Instead, I am sitting in the back of my friend’s car, listening to her talk with her neighbor, wondering if the concert we are on the way to will be worth the loss of sleep I see coming my way like a freight train.

The fellowship of Belvedere Square Market

Hobbits eat six meals a day: Breakfast, second breakfast, elevenses, luncheon, afternoon tea and supper. You could make a hobbit very happy at any time of day by taking them three miles due north of Homewood to Belvedere Square Market, a closed market best described as a gourmet food court.

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A typical, joyful Sunday morning at the Waverly Farmer’s Market between 32nd and 33rd Streets.

The wizard of Waverly Farmer’s Market

It’s 7:30 a.m. on a Saturday morning, and no one looks more alive than the older gentleman strumming a guitar at the entry of the Waverly Farmer’s Market. He sits on an old milk crate, holding court next to Zeke’s Coffee with his circular spectacles glinting in the light.

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Foghorn Stringband plays with local Baltimore musicians Brad Kolodner and Patrick McAvinue.

Local musicians host cozy house concerts

“What happened to you?” I hear as soon as I step onto the porch. It’s Joe Langley, or Old Joe as I admittedly think of him. He’s referring to my splinted, bandaged finger, on which I recently had surgery.

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