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an open letter to the new york giants
Dear New York Giants, I’ll be the first to admit: we’ve had a contentious relationship. You’re the best friend that demands my husband’s full attention. Worse: you’re the other woman. We’ve ended weekend trips early to get back home so he could spend time with you, and you’ve come in between us during important events. Seriously, a Sunday night football game on the same night as the Golden Globes should be illegal. However, this year, you’ve really made up for it all. You’ve given me Paris. I don’t deny your impact, or even your allure. I’ve never really been a…
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paris packing plans!
We are 42 days away from PARIS! Clearly what this means is that I need to focus on packing. We’ll only be there for two and a half days, so I don’t need to bring that much (lucky for hubs MORE ROOM FOR SHOPPING), and can get away with mixing and matching. Less fortunately, because it will be February, I’m locked into wearing my puffer the whole time. Hard to look chic while wearing a sleeping bag, but alas. Warmth -1, Cute Traveler – 0. Also, I feel compelled to note… this is by no means a shopping list. I…
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how to spend two days in paris?
BEST NEWS! We’re just under the two month mark for our Paris trip! 51 days, in fact (merci beaucoup, TripIt). When hubs told me we were going to Paris, the main idea was that we’d spend a weekend in Paris, exploring the city and not feeling any pressure since we’d already hit all the tourist spots on our first visit in 2009. A weekend of red wine and macarons and the Seine and maybe oh so hopefully: a little bit of snow on the Eiffel Tower? Sold. Except this morning on the subway, while cursing my seat neighbor for wearing…
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this little wino went to the market…
Here’s what I know about strawberries – and it’s A LOT, considering my very first job was as an eleven-year old strawberry picker on a farm in Pennsylvania; the best strawberries you’ll ever taste are from Marche Monge in Paris. On any given day of the week, you’ll find produce markets that pop up all around the City of Lights, and the majority of true-blood Parisians wait to buy their produce at these neighborhood markets once or twice a week. It turns out, one of the best markets in the city, Marche Monge, set up shop only a few minutes walk from…
