Around New Years, the SO and I decided to get the hell out of Dodge and skip out on the hullabaloo of shiny dresses, clichéd sparklers and oh god, the crowds: The unwashed masses and drunks and Times Square revelers… Nope, no thanks. We wanted greener pastures, where we could eat and drink in theContinue reading “A Glutton’s Guide to Burlington, Vermont”
Cue bi-annual blog post, it seems. It’s now Feb. 5, 2014, and time doesn’t seem to be letting up. Already, this year has been filled with more work than I can shake a stick at, along with regular ol’ life living. At Wine Enthusiast, we’ve completed our awesome 10 Best Wine Travel Destinations issue and ourContinue reading “New York, New York”
Taking a page from one of my favorite wine bloggers out there, I’ve decided to compile a few things that have inspired me of late. Sure I’ve Instagram’d these, or have them sitting on my phone, but just because I’ve snapped the shot doesn’t mean it needs to be forgotten. The only real resolution IContinue reading “Keepin’ It Real Simple: My Visual New Years Resolution”
“There is a wrong answer to this question. Which did you like better: Mike’s or Modern?” Completely deadpan, my close friend Emily posed this question while we were at a red light in Cambridge. I had just told her that earlier that day, Ian and I found ourselves in Boston’s North End and sauntered intoContinue reading “Cannoli Turf War: Mike’s Pastry + Modern Pastry”
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It can never be said that Juneau is easy to reach. The only US state capital with no road access, it can only be accessed by air and plane, according to Welcometoalaska.com. In this isolated seaside town, I never expected to come across–in my opinion–the best chowder, hands down. Like, seriously.
I was lucky: my hotel room faced southeast. I felt the sun (when there were no clouds) peek through the gossamer curtains, waking me up with a soft orange kiss. I always woke around dawn. Good, because I had work to do; terrible, because I had work to do. After a quick shower, I slippedContinue reading “Copenhagen + Halos”
Ok, so it’s raining outside. Whatever. The calendar says March 20, which in my head translates to “see ya, Father Winter.” In celebration, I’m pouring me some rosé. Now look, I’m a man with working manparts and I just don’t understand what everyone’s deal is with us masculine-types drinking the blush. It’s good. It’s refreshing.Continue reading “Move Along, Spring: Pouring Triennes Rosé, Just Cuz”
Amsterdam is a city of distinctly small sounds. Upon walking the cobblestone-paved avenues, one becomes acutely aware of the slow bikes making their way over canal bridges. The quiet lapping of water on the hulls of canal boats. The whispers of footprints on leaf-strewn sidewalks. Despite the city’s reputation for being laid-back, liberal and sexually-charged,Continue reading “City of Hush + Wonder: Amsterdam”
“I love finding the bizarre and unexpected that many people pass up because they don’t want to be ‘taken in’ by a tourist trap. I want to see!” So says Erika Nelson, founder and creative mind behind the wandering World’s Largest Collection of World’s Smallest Versions of the World’s Largest Things. Tourist traps are Nelson’sContinue reading “World’s Largest Collection of World’s Smallest Version of the World’s Largest Things”