November 22, 2009

SNOB's Banana Cream Pie Recipe


Just in time for Thanksgiving, I must share an incredible recipe for Banana Cream Pie.

Rob and I spent our honeymoon in Savannah, GA and Charleston, SC. As expected, the food was a major highlight of our trip.

This pie in particular blew my mind. I ordered it at Slightly North of Broad (aka SNOB), a Charleston restaurant originally recommended to us by @CarpeDC and then by every review site we visited looking for good Charleston eats.

Here's the recipe, as given to me by SNOB's adorable hostess when I was raving to her about the pie:

Banana Cream Pie
Makes 2 pies

  • 3 cups milk
  • 10 bananas
  • 1 tbsp vanilla extract
  • 1 cup 10x sugar
  • 1 cup banana puree
  • 2 tbsp gelatin/ 7 sheets
  • 3-4 cups whipped cream (firm peaks)
  • 12 oz white chocolate

Use 1/4 cup milk to dissolve gelatin. Bring milk, bananas, puree, sugar & vanilla to simmer. Break down bananas with whisk. Add dissolved gelatin and white chocolate and mix until blended. Cool completely over ice bath, and fold in whipped cream. Fill prepared pie shells.

MAKE THIS. The intense banana flavor is incredible, and the white chocolate is definitely the secret ingredient that made it so sweet and velvety but not sugary... OH MAN...

The consistency was more like a creamy cheesecake than a pudding like most cream pies are. Yeah gelatin! It was served in a dense, buttery graham cracker crust. WHOA!

(*Note: SNOB gives out all their recipes! The hostess had a huge binder full of them. So if you go there and love your entree/dessert, don't forget the recipe!)

Breaking the Silence: I'm a Wifey!

It seems appropriate that before I start blogging wedding recaps, honeymoon stories, etc, etc, I should announce that I GOT MARRIED TWO WEEKS AGO!!!

Yay!!!

It really was the best day of my life. It sounds cliche, but it was absolutely, without a doubt, the best_day_of_my_life!!! It started off so emotional, beautiful and meaningful, and then turned out to be the most fun party I've ever been to.

It was such a surreal day. Being able to honor my love for my now-hubby while surrounded by the people I love most was amazing. Seeing all those people ALSO having fun, made it even more spectacular for me! And the fact that Rob and I pretty much planned the whole shindig ourselves (and he will say that he deserves just a tiny bit of the credit--I dove into the planning like it was my job) made the party's success so gratifying.

It was all so worth it. It was worth the time, the energy, the money, the anxiety, the stress. Even though I devoted so much energy to "just one day", it was a day that I will remember vividly for life.

So I hope my readers don't get bored with wedding recap stories, because I've been obsessing over wedding stuff since January 16, 2009 (our 10 year anniversary and night of our engagement) and need to document some of my trials and tribulations. I relied so heavily on wedding bloggers throughout the whole process (especially A $10,000 Wedding, The Thirty Something Bride, Brooklyn Bride, Relentless Bride, 2,000 Dollar Wedding and many more), and can can only hope that other brides-to-be find insights here as well.

Did I mention that I hated weddings? Not anymore!

October 27, 2009

Alaska Cruise - Photo Recap

Most of my non-work-related energy has been 100% focused on wedding planning over the last few weeks. I have an hour to myself this evening where I've decided to abandon the final touches and look back at some photos from the Alaskan Cruise I took this September:

The view from our balcony. After a choppy day/night on the Pacific after leaving Seattle, we awoke to this stunning view as the fog cleared with the morning sun.



In Juneau, we took an excursion to the Mendenhall Glacier.



Juneau, my first experience on mainland Alaska wreaked of "tourist trap". It was filled with souvenir and jewelry shops. I desperately searched for an authentic experience, and after getting turned around a few times, I dined at the amazing Tracy's King Crab Shack. The king crab legs and crab cakes were INCREDIBLE and the employees were fun to talk with:



We stopped in a little town called Ketchikan, the salmon capital of Alaska. There were tons and tons of salmon in the streams, but not all of them were faring well in their journey towards mating areas. Lots must have accidentally jumped out of the water during their journey, because there were dead salmon everywhere:




The most beautiful scenery of the trip was our sail through Tracy Arm Fjord. The water was pristine, the air crisp, and the icebergs abundant. Check out this glacier! Funny story: As we approached glacier and got as close as we could, a huge piece of it cracked off and crashed into the water. This is called calving. Everyone on deck started cheering. I was near a member of the crew and mocked the crowd, "Woohoo! Global climate change at work!!" The dude got a kick out of me:



What's up with the telephone booth usage at the Victoria, BC port?


Mr. Blogsky has already deemed this post "boring" so I will end with that ;) I'll return to my regularly scheduled blogging with lots of wedding recaps and planning stories soon!

p.s. This post is in no way an endorsement of Alaskan cruises. I enjoyed the people I was with and the sights were beautiful, but did not like the inauthenticiy of the ports towns, the claustrophobia that accompanied being stuck on a ship for days, the rough Pacific seas, and the cheesy ship activities, etc.

In fact, I think this image belongs on AwkwardFamilyPhotos.com. It sums up the on-ship experience:

September 22, 2009

Haha: No flowers?

Just received this email from Mr. Blogsky, who is clearly worried about the fact that I haven't selected a florist yet:

"NO FLOWERS! The answer! We don’t need no stinking flowers. The centerpieces for the tables can be pictures of us. Pictures of us can be on the walls. The gifts to people can be pictures of us. Instead of throwing a bouquet, you can toss a picture of us. Basically, if anyone leaves the wedding thinking we are not narcissistic a-holes, they weren’t at the right wedding."

September 11, 2009

Commemorating 27: Things I did this year for the first time in my life

Today is my birthday. Turning the big 2-8...Unarguably my late twenties...Granny territory is approaching. Like I honored the experiences I had while 26 yrs old, I'd like to celebrate the past year by listing out some experiences I recall doing for the very first time in my life.

[I wrote this post in advance. When you see it, I'll likely be on a plane to Seattle, my first trip to the west coast, for an Alaskan cruise with a friend and her parents. This will mark my first cruise, first vacation with a friend's family, first glacier-siting, and lots of other stuff...but I'll have to save that for my 29th birthday recap.]

Here's the list:

____________

Let me start with a bang so you don't get bored. The most random experience I had this year was attending a nude figure drawing workshop around Christmastime with my bf, called something like "Santa's Naked Sex Slave Workshop". We found the event listing in Time Out, and thought we'd check it out, haha. It wasn't pornographic--We drew geriatric naked men wearing wrapped gifts on their heads, lots of santa hats, and a girl hoola-hooping.

Now for the other stuff...

Stating the obvious:
First (and hopefully only) time getting engaged, planning a wedding & having a bachelorette party.

Aside from the first time feeling all the emotions related to wedding planning and building a future with the person I love, what this process boils down to is that it’s my first time hiring other people to do things for me: Hiring a photographer for our engagement shoot, wedding day and my bachelorette party, hiring a DJ and wedding officiant, choosing a venue that will coordinate the whole event and handle the catering. Interviewing florists, having make-up trials, and getting advice from the blogosphere…Trusting other people to execute my vision for the party hasn’t always been easy for this control freak!

Staycations & Vacations:
First tasting at a Long Island winery, first time visiting Fire Island.

First time staying at hotel in the city I live in just to escape daily life (We celebrated our 10 year anniversary—and surprise engagement—at the Soho Grand). I also skiied for the very first time in my life (for 5 minutes), during an impromptu trip to Vermont with the boys.

Cool experiences because we’re lucky and strategic:
Rob won the opportunity for us to play football at Giants Stadium.

I won a contest at work after coming up with the best ideas for improving a product critical to our company’s future success—resulting in an all-expenses paid meal at any Manhattan restaurant. I chose Le Bernardin, and it was my first 3 Michelin Star dining experience. (This year was a good year for my palate—also dined at Sushi of Gari, Nobu & Aureole, each with a Michelin star of their own.)

Speaking of food, I ate Kobe beef, beef Carpaccio, crosnes & venison for the first time in my life (all during my anniversary meal at Aureole).

First time my wardrobe has been upgraded thanks to my fiancé's and my own investments:
Being a Manhattanite has finally rubbed off on me and I’ve succumbed to labels like Christian Louboutin, Diane von Furstenberg, and BCBG Max Azria: The Queen of Cheap is now the Queen of Chic ;)

First time my blog writing has gotten me into interesting circumstances:
I was quoted in USA Today because a reporter read my post and about Madison Avenue’s store closure epidemic. The PR firm, Intencity Global provided me free services at the Stuart Hirsch Salon in exchange for a review on my blog—I'm still getting good SEO from it.

There’s lots to do in NYC, but I don’t always take advantage of everything this city has to offer. I’m able to muster up the following “firsts” this past year: First time buying the latest gadget the day it came out at the Soho Apple store, first visit to Williamsburg (yeah, I realize how crazy that sounds, being from Long Island and all…), first trip to the Cloisters and the Central Park Conservatory Garden.

First time being personally affected by the recession—losing mentors due to layoffs, surviving several rounds of layoffs, re-prioritizing my budget after a pay cut, seeing the changing streets of Manhattan. For the very first time in my life, around the time when I wrote the Madison Avenue piece, I thought New York was totally over. What I once thought was the infallible “best city in the world” lost its vibrancy and all the great things about it that make it the only place on earth I want to live. I now think/hope its slowly coming back.

Oh, and for better or for worse, I’ve taken up Twittering.

August 31, 2009

Spotted: Gossip Girl Photo Shoot



Hello Upper East Siders. Gossip Girl here with the latest from Missa Victoria's bachelorette party weekend in prim and proper Washington, DC. Did the bride and her maids stay buttoned up during a weekend in our Nation's capital? Or did they let loose and bring Manhattan style and decadence to the 'Hollywood for the Ugly'? And who are those boys up above with our bride-to-be? That's a secret I'll never tell. XOXO, Gossip Girl.


...cue intro music...yes, I realize how lame this is...that's why this part is in italics...


I fully indulged my Gossip Girl fantasy during my bachelorette weekend earlier this month. I played the bossy Blair in advance, demanding that my ladies bring a fabulous and fun outfit with them for Saturday night to help me live out my heiress fantasy. While they were shopping, little did they know, I went on a shopping spree as well...for headbands for each of the girls and a photographer.

What could be more perfect than getting some of your closest friends together to play dress-up then get the Mario Testino treatment, a photo shoot inspiring confidence and sexiness? (As if we really needed any additional inspiration.)

I found photographer Julie Massie (Jewels) on Craigslist after reviewing over 50 responses to my job listing, and her photos turned out amazing! She worked like crazy for three hours with us to capture our individuality, fabulosity, friendship and unique beauty. Neither the homeless drug dealer, nor our touchy-feely friend from Kazakhstan broke her concentration, and some of her best shooting came from a vantage point sitting inside a Donovan House bathtub! She even embraced the Gossip Girl theme and wore a black outfit accessorized with a fabric flower brooch. So cute.

Jewels did great work and so did we! It was WORK. We exhausted ourselves, and it was so worth it. But enough talking, the images speak for themselves. See below for images that will forever remind me of how fabulous my friends and I were in our 20's.

First we took over the lobby lounge at the Donovan House Hotel:


The cast of characters from L-R: Carrie, Stephanie, Me, Melinda, Melissa







There was no music playing...


I'm being groped and chided for my stubbly legs ;)

We left the lounge for some place more comfortable; my suite. Wow, I had a suite. How Chuck Bass of me:




In my fantasy world, this would be our DVD cover art. We were making "Tyra eyes".


I wanted each of my friends to have their own model moment and they were ready for their close-ups. Get a load of us:


Carrie. Or Little J?


Melinda. Or Vanessa?


Melissa. Or Chuck?



Stephanie. Or Penelope?


Me. Or Blair?

I had some alone time with each lady and got some great shots!







It wouldn't be a fab photo shoot with a bunch of girls in a hotel without a pillow fight scene.



And the night wouldn't be complete without a shot on the steps of a church at midnight with a spray of confetti. Gotta end my life as a bachelorette with a bang!



Thanks for indulging my narcissism, ladies! Is it contagious?

XOXO,
Missa


(p.s. All photo credits go to the lovely Julie Massie, a DC/VA-based lifestyle photographer.)


August 27, 2009

Seven Deadly Sins Game: Bachelorette Party Fun

My Bachelorette Party weekend was so amazing that I can probably fill several posts with stories and now feel qualified to write a “how-to” guide on throwing a classy Bachelorette weekend because mine included so many clever games and activities and zero lameness!

I’ll start by explaining our overarching theme for the weekend: The Seven Deadly Sins

Ever since the movie Se7en, I’ve loved thinking and talking about The Seven Deadly Sins, and recall in high school that our big theory was that the sins are only deadly if you commit ALL of them, so we were fine because we weren’t guilty of extreme Wrath. After college, my friend (and now bridesmaid) Melissa and I would sit at happy hour and list our sins in order of which we commit the most to the least, exploring the deep recesses of our personality flaws and fabulosity.

In a conversation about possible “themes” for my bachelorette party weekend, while I was gagging thinking about how lame themes are, the idea of the Seven Deadly Sins came to me since there were 7 bridesmaids. We talked about having each Bridesmaid assigned to a sin, but that would stink for whoever got stuck with something derogatory like Gluttony or Wrath.

Eventually, I came up with the idea of a game where you earn points for committing “good” sins and lose points for committing “bad” sins. Each sin would have good and bad qualities. For example, a positive Envy point would be earned if someone “envied” you by giving an unsolicited compliment, but you would lose a point for Envy if you compared yourself to someone else or coveted something you didn’t have.

Melissa brainstormed with me on the list of good and bad sins and styled a fabulous scorecard for us complete with rhymes and witticisms:


Seven Deadly Sins Game & Scorecard: Bachelorette Party -

Using the example sins on the scorecard and my discretionary point rewarding and reprimanding as the bridezilla, it became such a fun way for us all to be friendly and nice to one another (lots of compliments were given, helping us feel fabulous) and gave me a reason to speak out against behavior that annoyed me (complaining, arguing, etc).

To top off the theme, my Maid of Honor, Carrie put together the cutest goodie bags filled with items that depicted the sins. Let's see if I remember these correctly...there's lots of overlap.

Gluttony: Lindt Truffles & Penis Lollipops

Envy: Green M&Ms

Wrath: Water guns

Greed: Fab coin purses

Sloth: A Kazoo (for calling out to someone for assistance)

Lust: Flavored condoms

Vanity: A pocket mirror

This game was a great way to add cohesion to the weekend and amp up some friendly competition. Feel free to steal the idea ;) Just give us credit, haha. And let me know how it goes!

August 2, 2009

Ode to Cab Drivers

Hanging out with my friend at her place in Washington Heights is always great fun but getting back home to the Upper East Side on public transportation is a hassle at night since it involves a train and a bus + lots of waiting, so I usually call my trusted car service to pick me up. I don’t want this post traced back to me via strategic Google searches, so I won’t let you know which service I use, but let’s just say I dial 6’s, not 7’s.

Over the past year, I’ve probably had at least 12-15 drivers take me on the journey from 171st Street to Harlem River Drive to the FDR down to York Ave. The ride is often uneventful, but sometimes I sit in silent fear (like the time when the driver wrote in his notebook the entire time he careened down the highway at 70mph, barely making eye contact with the road, while talking on his Bluetooth in Russian), sometimes I make friends with the driver (like the time when the cabbie told me about all the crazy sexual escapades he used to witness in the back of his yellow cab before he switched to airport-friendly routes—apparently cab sex was rampant in Chelsea in the 80s—not shocking), sometimes I relate to the driver (like the time a young guy from Queens drove me home and we talked about how much fun it is to be a cab driver, how the logistics work in terms of renting the cab from the cab company, how much of the fare goes to the driver, how much people tip, etc, and I shared with him my little secret that being a cabbie is one of my dream jobs), and one time, last night, instead of talking to the driver because they talk to me or sitting in silent fear, I took it upon myself to keep my driver talking as much as possible juuuuuust in case my safety depended on it…

I don’t want to sound dramatic, but this is a blog and the fact that I’m even writing down this story makes it seem a little larger than life, but really I knew the situation was probably no big deal—I just had that little voice in my head that was wondering if I was safer getting on the Harlem River Drive with this guy, or asking him to let me out at the corner of 178th and Amsterdam. Here’s how our conversation went for the 20 minutes I spent with this guy—I remember every word:

Him: (Stopped at a light heading north on St. Nicolas) I hate driving in this neighborhood—there’s always traffic. As soon as you get up here there’s traffic. You’re going to the east side? (He opens up his atlas and starts flipping the pages.)

Me: You can turn right on 178th to pick up the drive.

Him: I know, I used to live in this neighborhood. I hate coming back here. How was your night, are you happy today?

Me: Uhh, yeah I’m happy…

(silence—At this point I’m a little creeped out by this guy. He’s about 30 years old and seems a little off, like maybe he had a minor brain injury at some point resulting in abstract social skills…)

Me: How about you? Did you have a good weekend?

Him: No, I’m not happy at all. I’m never happy. I don’t know how anyone in this city can be happy.

Me: I’m sorry you feel that way. Please drive safely anyway, ha ha ;)

Him: Oh don’t worry, I’m not going to crash the car and commit suicide, hahaha, don’t worry, you’ll be fine.

(oh jeez, please don’t crash into the divider or merge without looking…)

Me: Oh! Well, that’s reassuring. I don’t want you to be miserable while you’re driving. Is there anything we could talk about that would make you happier?

Him: ….Maybe if I could travel I would be happier.

(Please don’t kidnap me)

Me: Yeah, traveling is great, but I always feel so lucky to live in New York because you can always find some place new to go—it’s like you’re traveling in your own city.

Him: I don’t like it here. I’ve lived here for 13 years. Everybody is so fake. They’re all liars. (he goes on and on) The only good thing is that you can make a lot of money.

(I hope he doesn’t think I’m rich…I decide to steer the conversation back to him)

Me: Yeah, that’s true. I had a driver from your company once tell me all about how he used to drive a yellow cab but he switched to ______ because the money and the hours were better.

Him: Yeah I used to drive a yellow cab also. I like this better. I only do this on weekends—its my second job. You’re my last ride of the night.

Me: That’s good! You’re outta here soon. What’s your other job?

Him: I do ______ for the City at the Department of ______.

Me: Oh, that’s really cool! I always thought working for the city must be awesome.

Him: Yeah, it’s okay. There’s a lot of idiots working there.

Me: Right, I guess they can’t fire anyone. I knew someone that worked for the courts and said none of the administrative people knew what they were doing.

Him: There’s this one woman I work with, hahahaha, she’s got these huge breasts and she wears really tight clothes. Her name is ____ Luiz. She works in a school and it’s so terrible because there are all these kids there and her boobs are always popping out of her shirt. And she doesn’t do any work! (he continued to talk about her for about 5 minutes)

Me: That’s not good! It must be distracting to work with her.

Him: Not distracting to me; to the kids! It’s terrible.

(must change the topic)

Me: Here’s a question for you since you might have an insider perspective: What do you think of Mayor Bloomberg? Are you going to vote for him?

Him: Haha, actually, I don’t know. I actually never voted in a city election.

Me: Really, they don’t make you?

Him: No, I don’t really keep track of that stuff. How old are you?

Me: I’m turning 28.

Him: Really, haha, I’m 29. I’m only like a year older than you.

Me: Yeah, we’re both pretty young still.

Him: Yeah, I guess so.

Me: Oh, here’s my block. Turn right here and I’m halfway down.

Him: What’s your name.

Me: Missa (shoot, probably shouldn’t have given him my real name.)

Him: Well it was nice talking to you.

Me: Thanks for the ride!

I’m alive and this dude is probably a teensy bit happier, and think I should now be certified in conflict resolution. Thank god I paid cash this time around so he didn't have a printed record of my full name and account number. Wheeeeeee!

Anyone else have any good cab stories???

[Photo taken from this blog]

July 29, 2009

Tonight's Mantra: Rain is Beautiful



This stormy weather is bumming me out big time. In an attempt to remind myself that rain can be beautiful, I'm posting some photos that I took this past May at Central Park's Conservatory Garden.

Hopefully these images of raindrops + flowers will cheer you up too!





I left this pink umbrella in a cab last week. Sad. It had auto-open AND close.




And to put into perspective just how nuts the weather has been, the video below was taken outside my office right when I left work this evening. Wish I could have taken more footage but I was too antsy to run and catch the 1 train at Canal Street. This is the view facing south from the corner of Varick and Grand at about 6:40pm this evening. Yay for my first iPhone video!

July 27, 2009

My Wedding To Do List


I know we'll get everything ready in time. I also know that there's something we'll forget, and it may feel like a big deal but probably won't be.

One of the biggest undertakings of wedding planning is list-making: guest lists, address lists, subsets of guest lists, budget spreadsheets, lists of songs we like, songs we don't, lists of ideas of things I should consider adding to my to-do list...

Some of this has been fun to put together, like my list of potential favor ideas which currently includes sapling trees, a charitable donation, or fabric flower pins that guests can wear at the wedding if they want to be extra festive.

The bad lists have included the guest lists because I know there will be people that feel excluded. The latest one I'm having issues with is the Bridal Shower. I want just closest, closest, closest friends and family to help keep it low key and within a budget my family can afford, but then I don't want people who later receive wedding invites but weren't invited to the shower to think that they're on the dreaded "B List".

I made another list tonight; a list of major things I have left to do in the 105 days until the big party. Threw it together in about two minutes and thought I'd share it here since it's a good example of my free-spirited attempt at organization ;)

Plus, maybe I'll do everything on the list if I publish it:

  1. Wedding rings
  2. Marriage License -- Let's not forget
  3. Bouquets + Decor (Find vases + research spray painting, picture frames and photos...)
  4. Fill out "personal remarks" questionnaire by 9/1 so Rev can personalize ceremony
  5. Jewish stuff: Chuppah and assorted accessories (Rob)
  6. Boys' attire
  7. Honeymoon - Let's not forget!
  8. Hotel discounts for guests, then update wedding website
  9. After party plans? Hudson Hotel bar perhaps...
  10. Shopping for mom's dress and shoes
  11. Make hair appt...Figure out what to do with hair...
  12. Decide what to do about makeup...Get a makeover and buy new products in case I DIY my face
  13. Invitations!!! This should be #1. They need to go out in early Sept...def by end of Sept...
  14. Other stationary, like place cards, table numbers/themes(?), a sign convincing guests to write in our guest book, etc.
  15. Favors. Is a charitable donation okay? Which charity?
  16. Gifts for wedding party. Pressure!
  17. Figure out how to properly thank our families for helping us pay for wedding...

July 24, 2009

Street Vendors Hurt By Recession?

...or just hiding their illegal goods from police?

Sign reads, "This stand is CLOSED. Nothing whatsoever is for sale here."

Not even those hats?

July 22, 2009

The High Line: Backdrop for our engagement photos

After visiting Manhattan's new High Line park in late June, not only did I decide that I had a new favorite NYC spot, but I discovered the perfect location for our engagement photo shoot. I immediately contacted the photographer we booked for our wedding, Stacey Ilyse, and she was just as excited about the shoot idea as I was.

And so we spent an hour and a half this Sunday evening on the High Line and in the Meatpacking District and had a BLAST. It was fun and relaxed, and we laughed a lot. Rob and I did a LOT of kissing. Even though the park was crowded, it really felt like we were the only people there. And I had some interesting costume change experiences (including stripping down near the ground floor elevators at The Standard Hotel...)

So while it was happening it felt like a positive experience and I knew we got some great photos.

But really...I was BLOWN AWAY by the finished product. I'm so critical of everything -- I never thought we'd end up with such perfect photos -- there's nothing I would change! Not only did Stacey capture our relationship -- the tender love we have for each other, the goofiness and giggles, and our obvious uniqueness and individuality. And she really showed off her diverse post production style (which is the reason why I was drawn to her photos in the first place).

I told Stacey I wanted to blog about the shoot so she moved around her schedule and was able to send me edited images within 2 days!!!! I can't stop looking at them. I'm soooooo happy! I want professional photos taken once a year for the rest of my life, haha.

Some of my favorites are below. A slide show of a bunch can be found here.

I love this photo because it truly captures the beauty of the High Line, and the post-production makes it look extra vibrant and surreal!


I love the softness of this one


And the vibrancy of this one!


Rob's favorite :)



My favorite :)



Or maybe this one is my favorite. I just love how we're both laughing but for different reasons. I'm pretty sure Rob is laughing at himself for not being able to balance on the train track and I'm laughing at him ;)



Still individuals!



I needed to break out the Louboutins and the infamous Renda DVF dress! Its not everyday that my fabulous shoes get to be photographed by a professional photographer! What I really love though is how this photo captures our personalities :)



Honestly, worth every penny. (If you know anyone who's engaged, tell them Stacey Ilyse Photography is running a summer e-session promo--$100 off and free guest book! No, I'm not being paid to mention that, haha.)

I just hope I'm still smiling when one day my kid sees these photos and shrieks, "MOM?!?!? That's YOU?!?! You and Dad look sooooo young. You used to be PRETTY."


July 13, 2009

Trimble's of Corchaug: Inspired by the Idea Garden


Our NY-centric staycation left us on the North Fork after the visiting the wineries, and any Long Islander knows that if you head out East without going to a farm for fresh produce, you've wasted a trip. As we were driving back to my friend's place, heading west on Rt. 25, I had one of those "WE NEED BERRIES" moments and immediately saw Trimble's which looked like a farmstand so we made a sharp turn into the small parking lot.

Turns out it wasn't a farmstand but a nursery. (The abundance of flowers should have tipped us off...) But I immediately forgot about my hankering for local strawberries since it was such a great spot. We had so much fun walking through it.

Next to the greenhouse and nursery, they have an "Idea Garden" with winding pathways and random accoutrements that you wouldn't normally associate with a garden: Bowling balls as decor, really??? But it achieved it's intention--it gave me the "idea" for a blog post and some inspiration for photos. Here are some photos from the Idea Garden and the nursery. I'll spare you the silly shots I took of Rob ;) No people pictures here...that's what Facebook is for!

What a lovely detour!

July 12, 2009

Long Island Wine Country Photos




During our staycation, we headed out East to see friends and spent a lovely afternoon on the North Fork at a few vineyards: Martha Clara, Raphael and Pindar. The Long Island wine was excellent but the location and the weather were the true highlights. I love being reminded how lucky I am to live in New York.







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