Took a quick weekend getaway to the Big Apple with my man crush (aka my boyfriend), which is just code for saying that I basically spent an entire month's budget on food, drinks, and Ubers. Hey, go big or go home, right? 

My new fav NYC eatz:

  • Parker and Quinn - the Acai Bowl and Crabcake Eggs Benedict were to die for!

  • Boca di Baco - the Bruschetta Ai Funghi (Mushroom Bruschetta) and Fusilli Alla Norcia (Sweet and Hot Sausage in a delicious Pink Sauce) were great, but ginormous...we ordered way too much food!  

  • Bierhaus - the Hefe Weizen may just be the best beer I've ever had.


My cousin, Ginny, and her hubby, Tim, came to town for a visit last weekend. So, obviously, my parents took that as an opportunity to strap on their tourist boots and show them as many things "Philly" as possible. To say we're all in love with this city is an understatement. 

PS - Next time you're looking for a killer cheesesteak spot, head over to John's Roast Pork in South Philly. I switched things up and got the roast pork with sharp provolone and spinach. Be sure to add some hot sauce, too!



Trained it up to the Big Apple with the fam to see Jimmy Fallon the other day. I’d like to say we stumbled upon this authentic Latin American place by chance, but in reality we Googled and Yelped our way to it. If you’re ever in NYC , head over to Margon on 136 W and 46th Street to try the toasted cuban sandwich…it’s delicious, cheap and quick.

Also included are pics from the rest of our little day-trip. Oh, and in case you’re wondering, Jimmy was as awesome as you’d probably imagine!


True Life: My Stomach Is Too Large For My Bank Account.

I’ve mentioned this in previous posts, but just in case you live under a rock and haven’t yet checked out my blog, I am probably one of the biggest foodies you’ll ever meet. Now, I know what you’re probably thinking. How does she maintain that flawless figure? Well, then, you’ve probably never been privy to see Fred, my food baby. But, all jokes aside, I workout like a fiend and, overall, eat VERY healthy. I’m what you might call a health nut. However, I treat cheat days how I would imagine a Jew might treat the coming of the Messiah. With that being said, I felt it necessary to dedicate a category in my blog to my one true love, food.

I’m a perpetual phase eater and when I’m on a particular food kick, there’s really no stopping me. You can’t predict the phase or how long it will last. One day, the phase starts and I can’t get enough of it. Then, randomly, I wake up and the phase is over. This is how my mom wound up with twenty bags of Parmesan Goldfish in her pantry. (Sorry, mom, there’s no warning.)

My current phase is pizza. If you follow me on Snapchat, this should come as no surprise. Fortunately, for some, my za phase has gone on for longer than most. I started getting the feels for the cheesy triangle of deliciousness about a year ago when I began ordering Dominos’ 5-5-5 deal (3 medium pizzas for $5 each) on a fairly regular basis. (I’d like to take this opportunity to say YOU’RE FREAKIN’ WELCOME to all of my roommates and neighbors at JMU…You guys got the better end of that deal.)

Now, here we are, 1 year later, and I am still very much on my za kick. Actually, I’ve had pizza 5 times in the past 8 days. They say the first step to solving a problem is admitting you have one. Well, I have absolutely no interest in denying pizza access into my life/stomach. In fact, tonight is Friday night and to quote my good friend Joey Tribbiani, “You can’t have Thanksgiving without turkey. That’s like Fourth of July without apple pie, or Friday with no two pizzas.”


It’s no secret that I love food, but, for as much as I love food, I HATE grocery shopping. No matter how many times I go (pretty frequently, since I have the appetite of a starting linebacker), there’s always one item I can NEVER find. It’s like a horrible game of Where’s Waldo. I end up wandering around every aisle multiple times getting more and more frustrated until I finally give in and ask someone for help. And then, I always kick myself for not asking for help sooner. It’s basically a known fact that grocery store employees know EXACTLY where every item is, which always blows my mind. There are literally hundreds of items and they can tell you, right off the top of their head, that the Himalayan pink salt is in aisle 7, half way down, 2 shelves up, on the right, next to the ketchup.

The only exception to my grocery shopping hate campaign is Costco. If you’ve never been, you need to stop what you’re doing and go right now. (But seriously, who’s never been to a Costco?) It’s basically a huge sea of humanity. (A guaranteed great people watching opportunity.) And a one-stop shop for everything, in bulk, you could ever need. (Still working on finishing the toilet paper I bought over a year ago.) Their food is surprisingly delicious and on Saturdays it’s sample mania, which is basically the same thing as winning the lottery.

Now, if there’s one thing I love more than food, it’s free food. You can bet your bottom dollar that I don’t leave until every last sample has been tasted, at least once, and I usually loop around for seconds. (If I disappear for five minutes they forget what I look like, right?) And, their sales tactic works because I usually end up buying half the stuff I try. (If you haven’t had the Jalapeño Greek Yogurt Dip, you’re missing out.) 

So, why is it 2016 and Costco is the only place to have figured it out? Seriously though, other stores are missing a huge opportunity here. You try something, you love it, you have to buy it…it’s not rocket science. Give me free samples and I maybe wouldn’t mind grocery shopping, I might even grow to love it.