Travel
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More Pictures, Fewer Words
You'd think I'd have a little time on my hands these days, now that I'm done with Gothamist, but alas, not so much. I ran off to Chicago for about 24 hours last week then drove up to VT and am finally catching up. Some photo highlights: Deus — the champagne of beers. Literally —
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Into the Woods
I'm off to the 12th annual OJ this weekend (missed last year) for some friends and leaf-peeping. I'm a little pooped from my brief jaunt to Chicago (had a great meal with Rachel at the Publican, a newly opened pork-o-riffic spot from the team behind Avec and Blackbird) and some tasty cocktails and snacks at
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Lobsterama
Heading up to Maine this weekend to take advantage of what the economy has given us. See you on the flip side!
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Hold on to Your Silverware . . .
I know Pete was disappointed when he realized that there wasn’t anything terribly exciting happening after I said that. I literally meant that people should hold on to their silverware for the next course — it just sounded like something wild was coming up next. “Hold on to your silverware, folks, it’s time for the
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Beach-bound
Today is all about counting the hours until I can take off for the beach. Looking forward to sun, sand, good times, and THE PIG!!!! (see past entries for details)
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Sigh
I know, I know. I still haven’t managed to post about Minneapolis. You’ll have to settle for a list of the places I ate and a link to the pictures: Hell’s Kitchen for huevos rancheros Nick & Eddie’s (my favorite dinner out that week) Solera for the monster group dinner Al’s Breakfast, which absolutely rocked
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Forgot to Mention
that I’m in Minneapolis this week at a conference. Having a great time so for — all of my panels/meetings have gone smoothly, as have the meals I’ve organized. One more panel to go!
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There’s No Place Like London
In the words of Sweeney Todd. Yes, we have our differing opinions of London (Rob), but I certainly enjoyed my time there. The pictures are now up. Highlights included a trip to Oxford with Rebecca, a day at Borough Market followed by dinner at St. John with Rob and Tamara (the famous marrow bones and
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Home Sweet Home
All I can say is after that last, bumpy hour and a half of my flight back from London, I sure as hell am happy to be home and sleeping in my own bed tonight. I also just realized that this is the first return home from a long(ish) vacation since I bought my place