Cider Hill Farm, Northeastern Massachusetts

Cider Hill

Cider Hill

I recently got into a conversation with my supervisor in which she contested the notion that fall in New England is superior to fall in other parts of the country. She emphasized the fact that leaves do, in fact, change outside of Massachusetts. She had a point. I understand that MA isn’t the only state in which, come October, the foliage becomes a spectacle, the air becomes crisp, Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups establish a stronger presence in the aisles of convenient stores, and the best movies of the year hit theaters. However, MA is my home, and fall looks pretty freakin good on the East Coast. To me, fall in New England is equivalent to a tropical vacation for most. While it’s not unusual for people to dread the cold and begin to withdraw as the days shorten, I become overwhelmed with relief. My experience has been that humidity is oppressive, and cool air is liberating. Continue reading

The River Deli, Brooklyn Heights

Malloreddus Sardi Alla Campidanese

Malloreddus Sardi Alla Campidanese

I have no idea what to eat when I wake up on weekends in Brooklyn. There’s an unspoken pressure to eat breakfast in the morning, lunch in the afternoon, dessert after dinner, etc., but this doesn’t deter me from eating pasta for breakfast and ordering Vietnamese Seamless at 11 a.m. This, my friends, is precisely why I love the River Deli: pasta on the brunch menu. All I want to do is eat there, all day, and everyday. Continue reading

Camera Etiquette in Restaurants

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Silver Dollar Pancakes, Happy Days Diner

It’s a Sunday morning, as 1:00 PM constitutes morning on the weekend in NYC, and I’m in no particular rush and out for no particular reason but brunch. Every weekend I pass Happy Days Diner in Brooklyn Heights on my way to Smorgasburg and want silver dollar pancakes, but talk myself out of going in an effort to save room for Gooey Butter Cakes. Finally, after many summer weeks away working in the Hamptons, and many weekends away traveling for weddings, I’ve made a point of visiting Happy Days for some quality Brooklyn diner food. It just so happens that my first visit is coinciding with my long anticipated, recent purchase of a DSLR camera. Naturally, with a new blog, a new camera, and a free weekend, I’m inclined to take some photos. Unfortunately my brunch companion is my boyfriend, who never fails to call me out for taking pictures of my food. Continue reading

Smorgasburg: My Weekly Mini Vacation

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Living in NYC, it’s easy to replace the fantasies you may have once had about the glamor of the city with gripes about smells wafting from subway grates, trains running late, and grumpy passerby. NYC is a mixed bag in every sense. Somehow, the concept of having so many options for places to go and things to do with your weekends becomes a challenging reality when you realize you just can’t figure out what to do with yourself. Sometimes I find myself picking nothing over something because I haven’t figured out how to make up my mind. Fortunately, I’ve found something do with myself every available Sunday that doesn’t leave me feeling tired and confused about my decisions… Smorgasburg! Continue reading