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

Travel Research: A Substitute for Actual Travel

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Unfortunately I find that there is dissonance between the time I would like to spend traveling, and the time work allows for it. I know I’m definitely not alone in this. What’s even more unfortunate is the fact that at this point in my life, I’m probably given more travel time than I will be for a long while moving forward professionally. I have found, in my experience of wanderlust, that I am at least able to temporarily curb my impulse to drop everything and travel by researching the many places I want to visit and fantasizing about adventures that await. 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

A Summer Wedding in Vermont

Newport, VT

Newport, VT

Last weekend I visited West Charleston, VT for the wedding of a childhood friend. Until last week the only weddings I’d been part of were those of my parents’ friends and aunts and uncles. Now, quite suddenly, weddings within my cohort are taking my schedule by storm. Continue reading