Monthly Archives: May 2012
The aren’t many reasons a person would wake up at 4am (instead of tumbling home) on a Sunday morning. Any sane person, at least. I hope you all enjoy your Memorial Day weekends, wherever you are.
I love a good advertising run, really I do. Something that’s interactive, makes you think, takes a different approach. The jargon may be all wrong, but I’m sure you’re following. I appreciate all the hard work and effort that goes … Continue reading
What is it about ice cream? Young people like it. Old people like it. Twenty-six year old people really, REALLY like it. In summation, everyone likes ice cream. (Don’t like ice cream? Away with you.) Much like pizza and cupcakes … Continue reading
There are some Sundays when I just don’t know what I want for breakfast. Is it because my belly is full of soft shell crab, smoked beets and ricotta tiramisu? Why yes. That’s exactly why. But then I smell eggs … Continue reading
Just because I’m a year older apparently doesn’t mean I’m totally immune to deodorant marks on silk shirts. A year wiser my foot.
It probably goes without saying that when two foodies travel, meals are a high priority. Waist sizes are often an afterthought, remembered only when zipping up skinny jeans. Luckily, I’ve perfected the art of jean lunges. Super handy pre-dinner, completely … Continue reading
Although I’m not entirely sure this qualifies as breakfast according to anyone’s definition. Three Sundays ago, Elizabeth and I boarded an early morning short-haul LAN flight from Buenos Aires to Mendoza. Aeroparque Jorge Newbery in Buenos Aires is a story … Continue reading