TGIF, travelers! Our brains are fried, it’s true. It’s been a long week but now: a long weekend! THE JOY! The wino is playing hostess with the mostest, while the romantic just may start packing up their apartment. Never mind that they’re (hopefully) signing a lease for April 1: girl needs over a month to pack this much stuff. ANYWAY. To take the Friday pressure off our broken brains, hubs is here to save the day! Enjoy! ——————————————————————————————————— It was completely by accident that we ended up watching the New York Giants win the Super Bowl live at 12:30 am…

When hubs told me we were starting February off in Paris, I had one thought: I hope we get to see the city in the snow. Never mind that according to almost everything I read, it rarely snows in Paris. I had it in my head that that would make the weekend that much more romantical (new word). On our first day, we high-tailed it to the Eifel Tower and made friends with that little bird to the left who kept posing for all my photos. No snow, but the perfect start no less. That night, when we left dinner,…

Ahhh, Paris. Of all the things I miss since returning on Tuesday–walking along the Seine, a snow covered Jardin du Luxembourg, and life in the 6th arrondissement–the thing I’ve missed most this week is the food. As mentioned, I’m not really a sweets girl… but in Paris, that all changes. I could live on Nutella crepes and macarons and pain au chocolat, it’s true. And now, after my self-imposed taste test, I can happily announce that I could live specifically on Pierre Hermé macarons. Let’s discuss. On our first trip to Paris, we fell in love with Pierre Hermé. Right…

How on EARTH is it already Tuesday and I’m already back in New York? As expected, this weekend was absolute perfection, complete with amazing food, even better wine, and a snow covered Paris. More details to come, but for now, here’s what I was able to check off my own little Parisian Bucket List: Baguette + Camembert Checked off my list three times over. Thank you to a boulangerie in our neighborhood, our wine & cheese tasting class at Ô Chateau (more details to come on that), and another boulangerie in Montmartre. Nutella crepes! Friday night drunk food courtesy of…

Hubs and I are leaving for Paris in mere hours, and as expected: I’m lacking any ability to focus. Bags are packed (thank you, packing cubes, for existing in this world), Kindle is charged, and my passport is in its shiny new case. It’s a good day. Since I’m having difficulty forming sentences, I’m resorting to a list. It’s not everyday a girl gets whisked off to France for the weekend, right? Here’s a little sneak preview of just a few things I’m looking forward to over the next few days: – Baguette + Camembert – Nutella crepes! – A…