City girl. Traveling soul. Always hungry.
The next leg of our 50 states by the age of 30 journey will ultimately bring us to Hawaii, which will be the farthest geographical area that we will travel to within the U.S. from our home. I am actually writing this on an airplane over the Pacific Ocean in an attempt to quell my... Continue Reading →
I don’t understand people who don’t love cheese. I like cheese shops more than I like shopping malls. So many options, so many opportunities to combine them with wine (crucial point here), and samples—so many samples. I could feed myself feasible for several days by stalking sample-giving cheese counters in NYC. I shouldn’t, but I... Continue Reading →
Weekend brunch in NYC might as well be its own local holiday. People flock to brunch spots at all corners of the city from around 11am and until we can pour ourselves out of our mimosa glasses. New Yorkers love our booze, and that is probably the reason why the moment a suburb-style Denny’s debuted... Continue Reading →
Many of my favorite dinner adventures start with a single ingredient. Sometimes it’s one that I know and cook with often (lemon, garlic, mozzarella cheese, balsamic vinegar), and sometimes it’s completely random and obscure. In fact, sometimes there is virtually no planning at all until I actually walk into Fairway with the intention of purchasing... Continue Reading →
If you’re a true New Yorker, you have a natural and established distain for Times Square. You avoid it in the same way that you would avoid the scruffy dude with the hacking cough on the cross town bus, or the overly-boozed woman talking to herself on morning 6 train. When you work in Time... Continue Reading →
We don’t have a clean kitchen very often. I’m known for my delightful ability to cover every inch of my pretty white stove with cooking sauces in less time than it takes me to boil water. Certain dinner choices tend to be a larger issue than others when it comes to my butter fingers. Soup,... Continue Reading →
This week, Katie was recovering from dental surgery, and we struggled to come up with dinner options that were feasible for her to actually eat without pain. After some bugging on my part, she decided that all she really wanted was something comforting—like mashed potatoes, with eight tons of butter. Creamy, rich, velvety mashed potatoes... Continue Reading →
I have an unhealthy obsession with miniature things. I squeal and shake my hands in the air uncontrollably when I see small animals, baby booties, dollhouse furniture, and those purse-sized jars of Vaseline lip balm…I used to watch a lot of “Honey I Shrunk the Kids”. I pulled inspiration from this totally random fascination when... Continue Reading →
I’m a city girl, that’s a given. I grew up in Manhattan in a 450-square-foot, 5th floor walk-up apartment and I wouldn’t trade that for anything. Most life-long New York kids grow up petrified of the country, the silence, the lack of light at nighttime, the space between things…we need dirty concrete under our feet... Continue Reading →
There are days when being grounded into a single place is no longer comforting, but consuming. I sit and try to pinpoint exactly what it is about “the road” that I long for so fiercely on those days. Is it the freedom, the newness, the unknown? It may be all three, or more. It may... Continue Reading →
Chaos & Coffee Beans 