*via iphone *via iphone *via iphone Highlights: Halloween eve cocktails in Williamsburg at Maison Premiere Oyster Bar, followed by champagne & Pies n Thighs take out with Practical Magic candycor...
As we neared our highly anticipated graduation, Bekah and I (along with the rest of my class) began to get a tad distracted. It seemed that the hands on the clock moved slower than dripping molasses-...
Pumpkin spice macarons, contemplating my sanity, macaron lineup: strawberry cream, lemon blackberry cream, pumpkin spice, strawberry with chocolate ganache, Halloween macarons I have been on a bit of...
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Macarons are my one true love in this world They are, however, very difficult to make (the first time) But once you master them, it’s like riding a bike I recommend to bake immediately. Yall wi...
I graduated college on Friday. I’ve settled back in Upper East Side NYC living in a state of confusion, giddiness and healthy discomfort all at the same time. My parents came up for graduation ...
snapper fishing in Gulf Shores, AL cornmeal fried snapper swimming in the Gulf stubborn Bella dog shucking sweet corn at the farmers market Chilton County peaches Dothan, AL peanuts girls trip in Des...
I know…I KNOW. I am basically invisible. Disappeared. Missing. You see, I am graduating in exactly 7 days. As in I will be a college graduate in SEVEN days. As exciting as this is, I have been-...
First of all, I am sorry for the absence. Tomorrow I begin my month-long, overly-anticipated, short summer break. With that being said, I will be taking a short break. But I make no promises, I may f...
I love everything about summer. Salty skin, messy hair, lazy day freedom, sunset porch sittings, and-most importantly- the abundance of fresh, crisp fruits and vegetables. During this season, I canno...
I have completed wines. All I can say is…phew. My brain is absolutely, 150% still fried (hince the bullet notes, sans writing) Therefore, I do not have much to say. Except…that I love che...
Did you know… Every region in France has an AOP. Every AOP has a sub-AOP. And some sub-AOP’s have chateaus. O ya, & I have to know them all. Italians love to make up rules as they go...
Growing up, every summer meant weekly trips to the beach. On the way, we would always stop at the farm stand to pick up their biggest, sweetest watermelon. And every stop would lead to a competition ...
Toms River, New Jersey oysters on the half shell first summer tan lines fireworks sweet iced tea cold coronas with lime boat rides ice cream parlor run mint mojitos beach runs feeding seagulls blue s...
There was a time when I was not the biggest fan of chocolate. My dessert of choice was always along the spectrum of the fruit and cream, the daintily sweet. I believe that my love for chocolate has d...
Week-end wrap up: being a guest of the groom at my oldest/dearest friend’s wedding which launched a serious, “I must be dreaming” moment hours spent swinging under Magnolia trees 3:...
As a child, I was certain my future involved royalty. My head was the perfect shape to cushion a diamond studded tiara. My pinky practically jumped up in the presence of a scone and teacup. And my pr...
To me, nothing makes me more happy than a flute of bubbly accompanied by homemade nibbles to snack on. In fact, I am pretty sure that if you asked any of my friends or members of my family what defin...
This past week end, I thoroughly enjoyed this newfound Spring weather that has slowly, slowly crept over the great state of New York. We spent our days cooking and basking in the sun, only to retreat...
When my mom was young, she would make a whole batch of blueberry muffins. Then, she would sit in her bed and eat every single one- swathing each bite with a smear of soft butter. I have this theory t...
I have been raised by a long line of waste-haters, as I like to call us. My parents both are strict believers in respecting and taking full advantage of everything you have. To prove this theory, I g...
I’ve mentioned before that I am a habitual eater. I often find myself eating the same thing every. single. day. For example, I have eaten hummus every single day now for 5 months straight. Thi...
I am- naturally and unfortunately-clumsy. I often make mistakes, and have no problem owning up and admitting them. I am not, however, mean-spirited. My last post is a perfect example of a blatantly o...
When I grow up I want to be a baker. I want to live in a bakery on the shores of Italy where the sun beams in from the open, rustic kitchen. I want to knead and roll until my hands go tingly. I want ...
When I was a little girl, I was blessed with great parties. Every year, my mom schemed, plotted and planned the perfect birthdays for my sister and I. Pirate parties with treasure chests at the botto...
The more I learn, the more I grow, I find that I return to the same things-and appreciate them more. I am a firm believer that sugar and wine can solve even the hardest problems, ketchup can make alm...
Lately I have had a few things going on that have-to put it mildly-distracted me from blogging. I will be back, with a fresh start and new ideas. Because…I start Baking & Pastry tomorrow (!...
Happy St. Patrick’s Day! One thing I have learned since moving to NY is that St. Patty’s Day is a big deal. While the South celebrates Mardi Gras, the North is doing it big-St. Patty’s style. It is s...
I love this short poem. As my friends depart for Spring Break in tropical areas and my family enjoys hot Spring days in Alabama, we are STILL in the middle of winter up here in New York. But reading ...
As I explained earlier-I love Mardi Gras. I love the music, the colors, the masks, the parades and especially, the King Cake. O, the King Cake. It is the eggnog of Christmas, the candy-corn of Hallow...
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