City girl. Traveling soul. Always hungry.
My commitment to blogging has waned in recent months. I’d like to pretend that my pervasive laziness is due to an exceptionally taxing day job or having to chase after children, but those would be lies. My contribution to society has been more or less limited to financially supporting the wine industry and Manhattan bodegas.... Continue Reading →
Coming back to the city after an awesome episode of traveling is always an adjustment. I came back from mild and breezy Iceland earlier this summer and stepped right into the searing heat of New York City. Despite the humid and claustrophobic subway platforms and the distinctive sidewalk scent of garbage day in July, there... Continue Reading →
I have been going to Fire Island since I was 5 years old, to a lesser known community called Davis Park. In the last few years, I haven’t had as many chances to get out there with my family as I used to, but this summer I vowed to change that. Davis Park wooed me... Continue Reading →
Wine country is just a short drive from San Francisco, but it’s about 20 degrees hotter and a drastic change of scenery. We stopped in Napa during our first big road trip and took a last-minute wine tour with Platypus Tours, and in a fit of nostalgia, we decided to use them the second time... 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 →
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 →
It’s been hot out…really hot. Sticky, humid, disgusting, NYC-in-the-summer-that-everybody-dreads hot. It’s the kind of hot that forces New Yorkers to flee the city on weekends like scattering bugs. 26 summers here and I still haven’t gotten used to the feeling of an extra humid July/August. I know that down south (and many of the places... Continue Reading →
Crossing the border into California, we saw the lake peak out over the horizon and happily settled into our home for the night. For an extra $20, we got a 7th floor tower room in Tahoe City (the north end) which had a freaking amazing view of the lake and a shared balcony. The room... Continue Reading →
It’s been a long couple of weeks, and I have completely neglected my writing and at times, my cooking. I absolutely love to put words on paper…I narrate mini stories and journal-like entries inside my head on a semi-hourly basis. Somehow though, when I have a platform with which to place it all upon, I... Continue Reading →
Chaos & Coffee Beans 