Kids are screaming, soup boiling over, network down, clicking and dragging buttons like a mad woman to edit video, edit stories and edit my wardrobe for trip next week. Glued to my Mac! Husband...

Damn, over the weight limit again!! I’m one of those espionage types, equally adept at darting elegantly through a Neiman Marcus sale and snooping to uncover the next Stalker tale. Sure, that...

Lights. Cameras. Fashion.

This Style Spy is taking bets on what each nominee will be wearing this Sunday for the 2012 Academy Awards. When the red carpet rolls out it won’t only be the biggest night in Hollywood but a major...

And the Oscar goes to……Wolfgang Puck!

It’s a gargantuan night for Tinseltown’s elite. Glamorous stars will be stepping out of their limos on to the Red Carpet to attend the 84th Academy Awards Governors Ball at the Kodak Theatre,...

Incredible day meeting Wolfgang Puck at the Kodak Theatre for the 84th Annual Academy Awards Governors Ball. A few Fun Facts: 1500 guests, 950 Staff, 350 Culinary Staff, 12,000 glasses, 6,500 Wood...

Sinfully Sense Filled

What happens when a guy from San Francisco, who never went to cooking school, ends up in tapas filled Barcelona? He unpacks his knives and apron and opens up a Michelin-rated restaurant that...

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It looks like I can keep those Brian Atwood boots after all! This Stalker girl would not take “No” for an answer. Thanks sweet Rachel! Meeting “Wolfie” – Wolfgang Puck this week for a preview of...

Cinc Sentis- Barcelona

Some people have been under the impression that I have been on vacation. Hell no! This gal is photographing, shooting video, writing and editing for “The Blog”…the beast that must be fed – which...

hmm….I’m going to spend Valentines Day with my true love…..Food!

Solo in Spain

So Paris was out and Barcelona in! Last minute change in husband’s schedule not only changed our travel plans but delayed our departure to Barcelona too since husband couldn’t leave for another two...

Crickets, Crepes & Chocolate

If it weren’t for the Dunkin Donuts sign I would have made it back to the hotel before the sun arrived—and husband whose plane was landing at noon. But after a sangria filled night and a bit too...

Met with a PR agent who thinks I should tone things down a bit and not be so impatient. And to think he expects me to pay him to hear that. Then made 28 calls and got 27 hang ups. And my horoscope...

Solo in Spain

Paris out- Barcelona in! Last minute change in Husband’s schedule would not only change destination but delay our departure to Barcelona together for 48 hours. Without hesitation I said, ”I’ll just...

The Bubbles We’ve Seen… When Cole Porter sang, “I get no kick from Champagne,” he must not have been talking about Taittinger. Great meeting 4th generation Vitalie Taittinger at L’Ermitage, Beverly...

And where’s my golden slipper? So I’m finally getting around to cleaning that pizza off the back of my oven after a week of cooking, blogging, storytelling, wine tastings and photo shoots. Why is...

Mama Mia………!!!! Turned on the computer and nearly fell off the chair. 325 people looked at the blog yesterday and I didn’t even have to pay them! There really is a blog God–and hopefully a clock...

hmmm….Starting to feel like the-little-blender-that-could. Invited to Kangaroo Island in Australia for the big Seafood Fest in April, two radio interviews, and a fabulous charity event in May...

hmmm….All my friends are swooshing it up at Sundance and I’m swooshing it up with the phone. But determined to get into Wolfgang Puck’s After-Grammy-Party and see him in culinary action. Totally...

A Crashing Red Night

So I’m officially now a carpet crasher too, but at least didn’t look like the carpet. Although my cameraman could have used a bit of a makeover, but I was just glad he could turn the camera on...

Crashing The Red Carpet

I’m officially now a carpet crasher too, but a damn good one, and at least didn’t look like the carpet. Although my cameraman could have used a bit of makeover, but I was just thankful he could...

“Baby, Have I Got A Ticket For You”

Carrie may have landed Mr. Big, but my favorite go to man in NYC could best him any day. So maybe he is a bit older and has circled the city a few more times than Big, but I still call him Mr. Best...

Jerseylicious

If you think snagging an invite to dinner at the White House hard, trying getting the OK to photograph Martha Stewart, walking down a strip of carpet. And in Newark, no less. First I had to call...

Seems husband wants his “Bed Buddy” back. He’s lost me to “The Blog”! Well…. he told me to find my passion…..

Jerseylicious

Scoring a pass to dinner at the White House would have been easier than getting the OK to photograph Martha Stewart, sauntering down a strip of carpet. And in Newark, no less. But had to phone the...

“Baby, Have I Got A Ticket For You”

Carrie may have landed Mr. Big, but my favorite “go to man” in NYC could best him any day, which is why I call him, Mr. Best. And why he called the moment husband and I landed in NYC for a 2 day...

Seems husband wants his “Bed Buddy” back. He’s lost me to “The Blog”! Well…. he told me to find my passion…..

Hmmm…Big Sale today – I want to go! Phone ringing off the hook- need to get a press pass, meet “Dutch”the photographer AND prepare gourmet dinner for husband. Mac-n-cheese sounding good right about...

Let The Adventure Begin

Happy New Year, stalk-a-holics! Now that the old is officially gone and 2012 finally here, buckle up those new Louboutins and get ready for even more wild and crazy food adventures! It’s a new year...

Dear 2012 — I Promise To Never Cook While Blogging Again

I know the new year is supposed to roll in with a bang, but mine just reached an explosion after 10 straight hours at the computer with my butt not only permanently frozen but the new blog story...