Happy Father’s Day to my dad, The Original Hipster. But more than anything, my dad is the best dad. Always has been, always will be. So thanks dad for being awesome, from your killer clothes to your quotable lines. We … Continue reading
Happy Father’s Day to my dad, The Original Hipster. But more than anything, my dad is the best dad. Always has been, always will be. So thanks dad for being awesome, from your killer clothes to your quotable lines. We … Continue reading
What are you up to this weekend? The sun has FINALLY decided to show its face around these parts, so I’m thinking there’s some outdoor dining and beveraging in store for us. And, as DJ keeps reminding me, the US … Continue reading
The weather has been pretty gloomy in NYC this week. Actually, I can’t remember the last time we had a nice, mild day. I’m getting my money’s worth out of my bright blue rain boots. My umbrella is being put … Continue reading
Today the really, really ridiculously good looking DJ turns 26!!! Happy birthday deeeeeeeeeej When I first met DJ over a four years ago, he wasn’t all that serious about food. I mean, his freezer was packed with lean pockets and … Continue reading
Growing up, my mom was the family cook. My dad was the grill master, the chili man, the scrambled egg maker, but my mom made pretty much everything else. She made a mean egg-and-cheese for breakfast which she would hand … Continue reading
“Once or twice a century a great artist emerges who changes our perception of the world. In cuisine, Ferran Adria is one of those artists,” wrote Grant Achatz in the customary menu note at Next. Ferran Adria, the mastermind behind … Continue reading
Last week DJ and I celebrated our fourth anniversary with an exquisite dinner at Le Bernardin. While sipping on a celebratory glass of cava (the Spanish version of champagne…quite fitting as my good friend Michelle, who I met while studying … Continue reading
Chinese food has always held a special place in my heart. From Christmas Eve dinners snuggled on the couch watching some holiday movie (usually Prancer per my mother’s request) to late night catch up dinners with my high school friends, … Continue reading
DJ and I flew to Chicago for a night. More specifically, for a meal at Grant Achatz’s impossible-to-get-into restaurant, Next. It was somewhat ridiculous. A bit reckless. But, in the end, it was just what I needed. You see this … Continue reading
On Christmas morning, while the rest of my family was jollily opening up presents and enjoying the peacefulness of the day, DJ and I sat on the couch hunkered down, preparing for battle. Glued to our computers, strategizing, counting down … Continue reading