Caramel Beurre Salé Kouignette, Maison George Larnicol, Paris

The day I discovered Maison George Larnicol was kind of like the food equivalent to the dramatic Lloyd Dobler-In Your Eyes-boombox moment in Say Anything. I was walking along the rue de Rivoli,… Continue reading

Espresso Balsamic Vinegar, The Filling Station, Manhattan

You know what’s great about New York? You can find absolutely anything–and I do mean ANYTHING. Like a store with forty or fifty kinds of salt, just laid out beautifully before you on… Continue reading

Sicilian Vodka Pizza, Artichoke Basille’s, Manhattan

I know,  it’s shocking … I’m back! I’m blogging again! For the 17 of you who read this, sorry for the absence. I’ll do my best to keep it going because I know… Continue reading

And That’s How I Feel About This

Lost Love Found: Marina Abramović e Ulay, MoMA 2010

Wow, this is super intense and very powerful. Read the description below BEFORE you watch. Like a lot of other people commenting, I found myself wondering what happened next. One commenter said it… Continue reading

For When You Need to Feel Like a Badass

I always say I’m gonna do things on here (anyone remember the big 40 Days of Paris? I made it to Day 4. It was a good thought and then … scene.) but… Continue reading

Wait, Matthew Crawley is DEAD??** And in Other TV Obsessions: The Following

(**Consider this parenthetical text my Downton spoiler alert for the three other people in the world besides me who didn’t know that.) Imagine my surprise tonight (Tonight, for F sake! Two nights later!)… Continue reading

8 Things I Miss About Paris

It’s been two months and ten days since I returned from Paris (but who’s counting?), and in case you haven’t noticed, other than a few snarky comments about the lackluster quality of American… Continue reading

Welcome to New York. Please Enjoy the 46-Inch, Snow-Pounding Bitch Slap You’re About to Get.

Okay, I’m exaggerating just a little; I think the weather gurus are “only” predicting six to sixteen inches for us here in Manhattan/Brooklyn, but I do love the anticipation of a good snow… Continue reading

So I Live in New York Now. There’s That.

Believe me, no one’s more surprised than me. (See: January to April, 2005 and multiple statements that were in the vein of “As god is my fucking witness, I will NEVER live in… Continue reading