Fun
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Whew.
To start off: Gothamist makes Forbes’ Best of the Web! Hooray! And now, for the ridiculously fun weekend recap. Friday night, after a trip to the spa for a little microdermabrasion (I know it’s froofy, but my skin felt soooo soft the next day), I met up with a fairly significant posse from the beach
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Beach. Fun. Food.
Blah. Blah. Blah. For those of you who aren’t in the beach house, this might be getting tedious, but for the rest of you, here are the pictures! Thanks to all for a great time, Greta for a kick-ass dinner (I seem to be photographically obsessed with the beauty of the antipasti plates), and Yael,
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Laying Low?
So I told a friend on Friday that I was "laying fairy low" this weekend. He replied, "why do I think ‘laying fairly low’ for you means only going out for dinners and brunches this weekend?" He wasn’t too far off base. I went out for dinner at Bellavitae on Friday night with Eric and
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She Bop*
When it comes down to it, it’s all about the ladies. Even as recently as law school, many of my closest friends were guys. This certainly isn’t a bad thing, and I still have some great guy friends, but there’s something special about having good girlfriends. I’ve been very lucky — over the past few
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The Pig Out and Other Festivities
The Chance house was jam-packed this weekend, but luckily, it was jam-packed with some fun folks. As usual, we ate well, danced up a storm, and sang at the top of our lungs. And even though we broke some of NY Mag’s rules for how to keep your housemates from hating you (Kelly Clarkson, anyone?)*,
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Nothing Says “I Love the USA” Like a Pig Roast
After last night’s wonderful picnic dinner and Shakespeare in the Park, I wearily came home to pack. I’m off to Kismet for the long weekend, and in honor of the holiday, we’re roasting a pig. John purchased a Caja China, I’ve packed my recipes from my pig-roasting class (hoping that I can translate from a
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Making the Blog
(courtesy of Gaping Void) Very often, when I attend an event, or go on a trip, or have a conversation, someone will ask, "is this going to make the blog?" For example, I went to a family wedding in DC last weekend, stayed with my friend Christopher, and hung out by his pool with some
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Another Reason I Love New York
subway surfin’ Because you never know what you might see on the subway.
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Return from the Beach
Sigh. It’s not easy to come back from sun and fun filled weekend in Kismet. Especially when you’ve only got one final week (albeit a short one) to go at your current job before a two week vacation. Despite a nasty cough and a case of laryngitis (also an unfortunate high school nickname), the weekend