Places flblom Wants to Go

Walk through a clothing store, across a courtyard, and up several flights of stairs for delicious coffee with a side of beautiful views.

Taste the white whiskey that the United States' first president once distilled and enjoyed.

Little did a museum know, they possessed the last-known lunch wagon in existence.

The sole remaining outpost of a once-thriving South Carolina chain still sells “pic-a-nic” baskets.

The oldest tofu shop in the United States is a firm favorite with locals.

"Di amigo y entra" at this Argentinian Middle Earth-inspired pub.

This restaurant preserves and serves lesser-known and regional Nepali food.

Once a mortuary that held the remains of Buffalo Bill, this Denver hotspot is now a death-fixated restaurant.

Visiting this café is like visiting the Austrian grandma you wish you had.

An unusual ode to the late Irish playwright, complete with a squiggly bust and coffin-shaped bench.

This Shetland Islands bus shelter may be small, but it squeezes in a couch, a desk, some art, and even an old telly.

This coffee shop lies hidden beneath a historic church.

Hitch a boat ride to dine on stilts while watching wildlife.

Across the islands, baked goods, sauces, and much more are for sale 24/7.

This historic Chinese church was relocated and revived as a museum that preserves and celebrates Chinese art, history, and culture.

An ode to the friendship between four Pacific Rim countries.

The world's largest outdoor organ is played weekly by one of just two civic organists in the U.S.

Lucha Libre (Mexican Wrestling) themed taco shop.

An extraordinarily ornate museum in San Diego holds wondrous anthropological treasures.

An inconspicuous footbridge beloved by San Diego locals.

This former coal gasification plant found a curious second life as a popular public park.

Though strikingly beautiful, Seattle's other railway station is now largely forgotten.

This semi-secret garden in south Seattle emulates a traditional Japanese garden using the plants of the Pacific Northwest.

From working out of his garage to the James Beard semifinals, one Tucson baker has kept his fan base—and his grains—local.