It's 7:55 in the morning. Sunday. Since getting out of bed, I've taken Jeter out, sorted laundry and started a load in the wash, made cupcakes (from a box), waffles (from scratch) and changed the sheets. Is this normal? I mean, on my day "off?" As the cupcakes cool and the laundry spins, I read … Continue reading A Sunday kind of love
Category: breakfast
The New York Times: all the recipes fit to cook
One of the things I really miss about my life pre-restaurant ownership (in addition to loved ones, fretless sleep and true downtime) is cooking. Remember the days when I would have recipes and pictures posted here of yummy food made in my very own kitchen? These days, I’m lucky if I cook an evening meal … Continue reading The New York Times: all the recipes fit to cook
Saratoga morning
I understand that, to some people, going to the track involves a pink sheet and placing bets, but I've always enjoyed it best early in the morning before the crowds arrive. The true beauty of the facility and the horses just shines when the day is new and the air is fresh. It was a … Continue reading Saratoga morning
For breakfast, I ate pork belly – Pinewoo0d Social
Eating breakfast out is generally not my thing. It’s usually just too much for me – time, money and calories. An exception is made, though, when I travel and more than one person had strongly recommended the same spot. So, on our first morning in town, I made a reservation and we took the short … Continue reading For breakfast, I ate pork belly – Pinewoo0d Social
Christmas (being) present
I didn't make the homemade cinnamon rolls like I did last Christmas. This year I banged open a can instead and, honestly, I think the boys enjoyed them almost as much. It was a fair compromise and followed our simple ham dinner from the eve before perfectly. We were all relaxed and able to enjoy … Continue reading Christmas (being) present
PB Boulangerie
When you think of beach food, French pastry probably doesn't usually come to mind. While I certainly love fried scallops, chowder and s'mores, sometimes I want something a little more refined. For those instances, PB Boulangerie fits the bill perfectly. I've been interested in getting to this spot for a good number of years, however, … Continue reading PB Boulangerie
When 1 + 1 = 1
It's funny how sometimes two beloved things just don't work together. For instance, I love ice cream and I love chocolate but I just don't care for chocolate ice cream. At all. This weird contradictory condition, I've learned, also holds true for two of my favorite activities - yoga and paddle boarding. Earlier this week … Continue reading When 1 + 1 = 1