A Hawaii transplant living it up on the East Coast for the past 14 years (Boston and Stamford, CT). I write about food, books, adventures in CT and NYC, products I love, the oxford comma, and my current journey of trying to go from lazy sack of potatoes to marathon runner. But mostly I write about food. Feel free to email me at firstname.lastname@example.org.
November 12, 2013
I can’t believe how fast the year has gone by. I didn’t even get a chance to talk about Halloween.
First of all, Ryan and I got the most wonderful costumes. Not actually bought for Halloween but so that we could be dressed appropriate for our second (yes, I said it, second) trip to the New York Renaissance Faire this year. Because the first time we went in normal clothes and bemoaned the sadness that was us not dressed in a corset (me) and a sword (Ryan).
So outfit in hand we were going to go all out and reuse them for the Village Halloween Parade this year. But a stomach issue I’ve been battling for a little while reared its ugly head and we spent the evening at home watching TV. But I did get dressed up for my office’s Team Halloween Costume Competition. We were Duck Dynasty…. The girls were actual ducks. I’m front and center in the tiara (you know… cause “Dynasty”), in case you couldn’t tell.
And I made sure my kids were dressed up as well. (Okay I bought them all 1 costume and made them share…. Not that they minded…. Since they were all miserable to be dressed up).
October 31, 2013
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October 20, 2013
The first in-studio image of Matt Smith, David Tennant, and John Hurt from the set of ’The Day of The Doctor.’
Don’t close your dash as we have a few more images coming in a bit….
A couple things on this:
1. I spent my summer watching all seasons of the new Doctor Who specifically because everyone talks about it on Tumblr and I wanted to see what all the fuss was about.
2. Oh my god this show is phenomenal. If you are not watching it, start!
3. This show had the ability to make me fear and hate little talking vacuum cleaners. S-C-A-R-Y! Exterminate!!!
4. The Day of the Doctor is the same day as Ryan’s birthday. This news excites me a lot more than him as he is not so terrified of little talking vacuum cleaners.
5. There is a Doctor Who centric blog??? Excuse me while I click “Follow:”
October 16, 2013
This is what I get for whining that Ryan never texts me.
September 30, 2013
A couple weeks ago my friend planned a sweet-18 birthday party for her goddaughter, at the place that her goddaughter wanted to visit the most - a strip club, queue hunk-o-mania.
I ended up getting out of work late and didn’t have time to meet up with everyone before hand for an actual dinner. So, tell me this wasn’t the most appropriate idea ever for dinner ever.
But oh my god I don’t know when I became such a prude but hunk-o-mania totally scared me! I told Ryan and even he rolled his eyes and asked when I got so uptight.
Let’s just say my ultimate low was that when one of the strippers tapped me on the shoulder at the bar and showed me that his pecks could dance, I did the only thing I could think of… I gave him a thumbs up… with both hands.
- Last week my co-workers and I played host to employees from UK, Canada, and Australia. Our visitors wanted to bring back something nice for their wives upon their return from their business trip and asked us if we'd be excited to receive the coach purses that they had decided to buy for their wives.
- Female co-worker 1:I would have loved a coach purse!
- Female co-worker 2:Ditto. That would be an awesome gift.
- Me:I would love if my husband brought back food. Like if he had gone to the UK and brought me something like blood sausage. That would be awesome.
- Everyone:(Blank stares)
September 29, 2013
Four years ago, Ryan bought a couch for our living room with the sole purpose of using it to take naps during Sunday afternoons while watching football. I thought his idea was ridiculous. Since then I have taken over the couch as my own personal second bed for nap times, falling asleep while watching TV greats such as Sister Wives, Breaking Amish, and Real Housewives of the OC. Ryan has not been amused.
Today I learned how he feels as I was displaced from the couch by another napper in our house.
Whenever I would get homesick for Hawaii in the past I would wonder if it would have been easier to have moved to the west coast instead since it seemed a lot more similar. But I guess 14 years later I’ve assimilated into the north east.
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September 28, 2013
Our August Nantucket Getaway
Our goal was to save up money this year by skipping the big summer vacation in order to renovate our bathrooms. (Note: we are so lazy that as of today the closest we’ve gotten to completing this was to take pictures of fixtures we might like during our last trip to Home Depot.) I didn’t want summer to pass us by without getting to go somewhere (since this planning was pre-last-minute-Hawaii-vacation), so I searched and searched for a place I could drive to (read: cheaper than flying) but still get a beautiful beach setting AND a place big on bike rentals for our mode of transportation. Queue Nantucket. After spending most of the 90s completely hooked on the weekly antics of Brian and Joe Hackett (by the way, I totally sided with Helen through the whole break-up and drive a jeep through Joe’s office debacle), Nantucket had been on my bucket list for some time now. But since I was going for a less expensive vacation option, we opted to take the ferry out of Cape Cod instead of Sandpiper Air. Coincidentally, Ryan’s aunt and uncle were on their own vacation in Cape Cod so we got to meet up with them for breakfast before heading over to the island.
Collecting “checked” luggage next to the ferry pier in downtown Nantucket.
The Pineapple Inn – Our home away from home for the next four days.
Our first day in Nantucket didn’t have the best of weather so we hung around town, checking out the local shops and investigating the lunch options.
Incredibly fresh fish sandwich from the Straight Wharf Fish Store.
And then with the downpour starting, we spent the rest of the day…. um…. sleeping….
Or I slept. Until around 10 PM at night. I’m not sure when Ryan woke up but he didn’t look very pleased with me when I finally rolled out of bed. OOPS!
By day two the sun made its reappearance and I was clearly well-rested so we headed on over to Young’s Bicycle Rentals to pick up our bikes, which included my awesome teal bike with basket. Hell yes to bright bikes with baskets!
While I was in Hawaii, my sister-in-law had both tires of her bike stolen and told me a story of a previous theft where her bike seat had been taken as well. So I was a little obsessed with constantly locking up our bikes the second we got off of them. Although judging by the bikes that would just be lying on the side of sand dunes at some of the beaches we visited, no one else seemed to be overly concerned.
Morning at Surfside Beach
The first two stops on our bike tour was Surfside Beach and Nobadeer Beach. Nobadeer was a little less accessible with a sand road leading up to the beach for the last couple of blocks. If you didn’t know (I sure didn’t), riding a bike on sand is h.a.r.d. So we rewarded ourselves with the most delicious sandwiches from Provisions. Oh My God. I am still missing their sandwiches over a month later. We ended up at provisions 3 times while we were there. So freaking good!
After finishing our late lunch and taking a little breather it was time to head back out on our bikes, this time to Madaket Beach, to watch the sun set.
And Ryan became a TV star! Sort of. As we unlocked our bikes (again, pretty much the only ones that locked bikes up to begin with) a group approached us and explained that for the first time in years, their good friends Frank and Mary did not accompany them on their annual Nantucket trip. So they were going around the island asking strangers to stare into their camera and say, “Who the fuck are Frank and Mary?!” for a video they were putting together for their missing friends.
My celebrity husband.
The next day started with breakfast at the most wonderful place, Black-eyed Susan’s, a tiny restaurant with the most delicious egg scrambles and grits. Seriously, if you go to Nantucket, eat here! But come early. Because everyone else is eating here too.
Now a lesson for you all. If you haven’t been on a bike since 2010, your first day out you probably shouldn’t bike 21 miles. Because then you’ll be in P.A.l.N. Which brings me to the Nantucket bus system. It’s awesome. Especially if you are in such pain that you can barely walk on vacation day #3. So instead of another planned 20 mile biking trip out to Siasconset to hang out at the pool we were provided access to by staying at the Pineapple Inn, we took a shuttle out to The Summer Inn for a relaxing day at the pool and then grabbed a lovely air-conditioned bus ride back into town at the end of the day for a final night out in downtown Nantucket.