(Let’s call this a throwback Thursday post. I started it last week on my final evening in Rome.) It’s 8:00 in Rome and I’m starting to get hungry. The rain is pouring down, which makes my hope to go Enzo 29 again a bit soggy. I think I may need to stay closer to home … Continue reading I ate (and drank) everything
Category: Eating
Thoughts inspired by dinner at Enzo29
Americans are always the loudest. They want everyone to hear them but they don’t know how to listen. I want to softly tell the table of 6-Got-SUNY-semester-abroad written all over them, (unfortunately not in invisible ink), that I adore their enthusiasm and excitement but couldn’t they enjoy themselves just as much if they spoke in … Continue reading Thoughts inspired by dinner at Enzo29
#solotravel
I’m cozy in my Rome AirBandB with a glass (or 2) of wine and vague plan of taking a hot shower and heading out for dinner. I think I’m going back to the same place I enjoyed last night because I must have the cacao e pepe there. It wasn’t possible to fit it in … Continue reading #solotravel
Roman holiday
It seems like forever ago that I found a cheap ticket to Rome and made the close to spontaneous decision to grab my Amex card and jump on the deal. The date of my trip, though, is finally approaching and I couldn’t be more excited for my first trip ever to the Eternal City. I’ve … Continue reading Roman holiday
Seventeen things I learned in 2017
Never regret money spent traveling. I’m not a good boss and have no interest in ever owning a business again. That being said, I did learn how to do payroll and use Quickbooks. The Hudson Valley has no shortage of adorable and fun places for quick getaways. For every $1000 spent on a cosmetic household … Continue reading Seventeen things I learned in 2017
What are you doing New Year’s Eve?
(Before you read this I suggest queuing up Ella Fitzgerald’s version of the title song. It’s one of the finest vocals ever.) New Year’s Eve is kind of a weird holiday to me. Long after the childthood challenge of staying up until the ball dropped lost its novelty, it remains a night of varying significance … Continue reading What are you doing New Year’s Eve?
Ode to panettone
I don’t remember what made me buy the first one. Despite my mother’s German origins, it wasn’t as if fruit cake was part of my holiday traditions. As a matter of fact, I had distinct and negative memories of an episode involving fruitcakes baked in November, and left to soak in rum until Christmas, and … Continue reading Ode to panettone
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