Food and Drink
-
Where Does the Time Go?
You know it’s bad when your own sister is insulting the lameness of your blog posts (sorry, Katie, but I really was excited about the new sneaks!). What I’ve learned is that there’s no way to work out, write for Gothamist, and write here all before work, and unfortunately, this tends to come last. And
-
You Know You’re Too Busy When
You have to get up early, not to work out, not to write, but to clean your apartment because it’s the only free time you’ve had to do so all week and your dad’s coming. Gotta love vacuuming at 8 a.m. You haven’t written anything decent on your blog in ages (and I don’t have
-
The Weekend Wrapup
After the Vendys and a whirlwind of a week, I stayed in Friday night. I must have been exhausted because I slept for 12 hours. Saturday I went to the gym, visited the Dosa cart, then headed up to Westchester to spend the afternoon with a group of my high school friends and their kids.
-
The Coveted Cup
Not only was the Vendy Awards celebration so much fun, but I spent some time chatting with the AP reporter, who ended up quoting me in an article that’s now all over the place. You can’t hear the emphasis ("riDICulous") in the quote, but those of you who know me can surely imagine how I
-
Whatcha Doin’ Tonight?
If you don’t have plans, support the Street Vendor Project of the Urban Justice Center (run by my friend Sean) and taste the wares of some of the city’s favorite street food vendors at the Vendy Awards. There will be an open bar of wine and beer, and the finalists will be selling their food
-
Fall Bounty
How much do I adore the Union Square greenmarket at this time of year?
-
A.W.O.L.
After walking around in agony since Wednesday morning, I made the executive decision to skip boot camp this morning in exchange for more sleep and a Pilates video. I am still so ridiculously sore that I’m moving like an 80-year-old woman — this weekend I’ll attempt some light cardio, go to yoga with Nikki to
-
I’m Tired*
*for best results, just imagine Madeline Kahn in Blazing Saddles. You can tell how busy I am by the amount of crap piled up on my dining table, the number of dishes in my sink, and the degree to which my apartment is in a state of general disarray. Thankfully, after tonight (planned night in),
-
Wicked Huge Lobstah!
I figured since I’ve been so lame about blogging lately, the least I could do was give you a good picture. I was up in Maine this weekend with the family, and after my irritating trip up (which I’ll expound upon some other time), I had a relaxing weekend, and enjoyed an amazing lobster roll