I’ve spent nearly 7 weeks away from New York this year and March isn’t even over. It’s an odd feeling for me to be so disconnected from the city I love most, but my wanderlust is really in full force. I’m fairly convinced New York is the love of my life, the city I’m meant to be with forever, but we’re on a healthy break right now. I’m in search of new loves and actively dating as many cities as I can.

Mexico City was a whirlwind romance, a pure love that I didn’t even know I was capable of feeling outside of New York. I met the city in January and he felt like a familiar stranger who I wanted to have endless conversations with. I joked that the fastest way to my heart was through my stomach and he rose to the occasion. We floated down the colorful canals of Xochimilco eating oversized quesadillas. We laughed over never-ending bowls of guacamole and chicharron. We took long walks sipping fresh jugo and attempted to make mole after a trip to the mercado. He made me feel safe, alive, and inspired. It actually pains me that we parted ways, but I know he and I will rendezvous again soon.


Rio de Janeiro was the perfect rebound to distract my aching heart after Mexico. He has perfectly sun-kissed bronze skin, traces of sand on his clothes and weathered Havaianas, and a natural rhythm that makes his body move effortlessly on the dance floor. He’s the type of summer love that is exciting and playful, the kind that gives you passionate kisses in the rain, naps on the beach, and excursions through waterfalls in the jungle. Although he’s fun and easy on the eyes, he isn’t someone who stirs my soul.

Rio de Janeiro

I plan on visiting Denver at the end of the month. He’s an old friend I see occasionally. Rugged, charming, and laid back, we often venture to the mountains to soak in scenic views or simply drive without a destination in mind. Sometimes I wish I could love him as more than a friend. We would have a simple, easy, and happy life together. But I know myself too well to know that simple is not my style and that I’m rarely content without a challenge.


Last, but not least, there’s London. He’s New York’s older, more experienced cousin and he has a charming accent I can’t resist. We met many years ago when I was a teenager and I fell hard. Over the years, I’ve questioned whether we have a future together and that’s part of what I want to explore more deeply. On paper, London is really good for me – smart, witty, and cultured – but he’s never made me feel settled. If we lived together, would I always find myself comparing him to New York? I’ll have a month with him later this spring to find out.


What other suitors are on the horizon? There are so many possibilities it’s actually overwhelming. I fantasize about floating in the Dead Sea or sleeping under the stars in the desert. I think about sailboats in the Mediterranean and long hikes in Patagonia and the Nordic fjords. I want to dance salsa in Havana, sip on tea and slurp noodles in crowded cities, and ride bikes through the tulip fields in the Netherlands.

I’m looking for love in all shapes and sizes. It could be intense and romantic or the quiet love you experience reading together in silence. It could be adventurous love that is physical and tough or convenient love that comes with many indulgences.

I’m wandering. I’m lusting after the unknown. I’m in search of love and finding that it truly is everywhere.

Where Bartenders Drink

If you love cocktails, travel, or quirky coffee table books, you must order Where Bartenders Drink by Adrienne Stillman. In the 12+ years of our friendship, Adrienne has introduced me to more memorable dining and drinking experiences than any other human being. It’s one of the many, many privileges of being her friend. She was going to Milk & Honey and Pegu Club in college while the rest of us were drinking Natty Lite. I first heard about restaurants like Faviken through her blog and came to appreciate sipping on rose in the summers thanks to her influence. We created Dipsology together and I watched her transform from a financial marketing professional to one of the most networked and knowledgeable cocktail connoisseurs in the world. Our events, content, and brand were all shaped through the lens of her passion and taste.

It fills my heart to see her talents showcased in this book. It’s the culmination of years of hard work, her discerning palette, and her gift for listening and telling stories.  I pre-ordered my copy and squealed when I finally got my hands on it. The book is substantial containing 300+ interviews from the world’s best bartenders. It features bars from all over the world, which is perfect for any cocktail lover with wanderlust. You can’t go wrong with any of the advice that this book delivers.


Adrienne — Thank you for more than a decade of friendship, delicious eats, and epic imbibing. You’ll always be my dipsy partner in crime and trusted advisor for all things taste. Love you!

It’s okay if you feel uncomfortable. That’s where the change happens.

My FlyWheel instructor yelled these words from across the room at 7:30 AM today. They’ve stayed with me ever since.

Whether we’re pushing our bodies or pushing an agenda, when do we choose the uncomfortable option? When do we decide to confront our fears? To slay our demons? To combat obstacles that feel insurmountable?

I’m thinking a lot about personal agency and when I lean into discomfort or retreat into complacency. These days, opting into the latter feels costly.

New Nordic Cuisine in Williamsburg – A Night at Aska

I had a wonderful dinner the other night at Aska in celebration of a friend’s birthday. The restaurant was covered by every major food publication since it earned two Michelin stars in November and rightfully so. Under the direction of Chef Frederik Berselius, Aska gives diners a sampling of “New Nordic” cuisine at its finest joining the ranks of Aquavit and Agern. The restaurant is located on South 5th, almost directly underneath the Williamsburg bridge. They offer 10 and 19 course tasting menus with wine pairings and a beautiful cocktail program. Be prepared to spend several hours there if you do the full menu. We started around 8:45 PM and didn’t leave until 1:45 AM! The meal is most definitely a marathon, not a sprint.

Some tasting menus have these over the top crescendos and one or two dishes that are designed to keep food bloggers on a leash. In contrast, Aska is incredibly understated. It’s the dining equivalent of the Artistotle quote, “The whole is greater than the sum of its parts.” There wasn’t a single dish that I felt was trying too hard to impress even though many of the ingredients are avant-garde (think bladderwrack, lamb heart, lichen). Each dish parlayed into the next to create a beautiful dining experience, one that’s clean, approachable, and harmonious.

Aska Tasting Menu

A Healthier Start to the New Year

I’ve suffered from headaches most of my life. It’s something I assumed would always be part of me. Earlier last year, the frequency of headaches picked up and I began my quest to figure out why. I went to the eye doctor, really cut back on alcohol, and did my best to get 7-8 hours of sleep a night. When the headaches persisted, I looked into whether my sinuses or allergies might be a factor and finally, my stress. I began meditating, taking walks in the morning, and weaned myself off of 5-6 servings of caffeine a day (2-3 cups of coffee and diet cokes).

Although my headaches were less frequent, I still wasn’t feeling great. Something was off in my body; my energy levels and sleeping patterns were all over the place. I hired a nutritionist who worked with my friend Laurie and came highly recommended. He put me on a “healing plan” of sorts, an elimination diet that involves no alcohol, dairy, grains, soy, and sugar for 90 days.  It’s very similar to Paleo or what seems to be all the rage on Instagram these days – #whole30.

Walked into Whole Foods hungry after my dance class one night. Went in for a salad and walked out with all of these goodies.

I’m often asked, “If you can’t eat all of those things, what *can* you eat?” The answer is a lot. Unlike other diets I’ve tried, I’m not calorie counting, I’m not hungry, and I’m not even really cooking a lot. For the most part, I’m just eating proteins, fruits, and vegetables and avoiding a lot of condiments, dressings, and sauces that have tons of sugar and processed ingredients. I recommend books like Practical Paleo, which offer a lot of easy to follow recipes and a clear explanation of why certain foods are good and bad.
For breakfast I  make omelettes with different vegetables, bacon, and sweet potato hash (so yummy).  Lunch is usually a salad, sometimes with repurposed ingredients from breakfast (e.g. leftover avocado, sweet potatoes, roasted vegetables). And dinner is a protein with a vegetable.

Here I am 45 days into the program and I can honestly say I feel incredible. I sleep through the night and wake up feeling well-rested. I have more energy throughout the day, clearer skin, and a smaller waist. I was already working out before I started the program, but it wasn’t really until I changed my diet that I started to have more productive sessions with my trainer. In fact, I graduated this week to real push ups (no knees!) and I managed to dead lift 125 lbs. Things that I never thought I was capable of doing all of a sudden feel within the realm of possible.

What’s been the most profound impact is actually my PMS or lack thereof. No more mood swings, headaches, cramps, fatigue, and insomnia. This alone makes this lifestyle change worth it. I’m literally getting 4 to 5 days of my life back a month, which adds up to as many as 60 days each year! Why didn’t I do this sooner?

If you’re considering switching to Paleo or giving a Whole 30 a try, here are some things that have helped me cope along the way:

  • If you’re hungry, eat. The worst thing you can do is make your body think you’re starving it. Never let yourself feel deprived.
  • Instead of thinking that you’re taking something away by not having it, think of all of the nutritious and healthful things you’re *giving” your body instead.
  • If you’re at a party and are feeling pressure to drink, order a seltzer and lime and tell everyone you’re drinking a gin and tonic if they ask.
  • Pick up snacks before getting to the airport.
  • Know what you’re going to order before you go out to eat.
  • When ordering at a restaurant, tell the waiter or waitress what your restrictions are so they know how to modify your order if necessary.
  • Cook in bulk so you have leftovers to eat throughout the week.
  • Get used to eating the same foods over and over again. Meal time is less of an experience and more of a utility.
  • Tell everyone in your life what you’re doing and why. Ask them for their support if they encourage you to cheat. (Thanks to all my friends and family for not being assholes about this!)

This whole process so far has taught me how to rethink my entire relationship with food – from what I eat, how its made, where it comes from – and how that really can affect almost every aspect of my life (sleep, energy, stress).  The next challenge will be my month in Mexico City where I’ll be resisting the urge to consume queso, corn tortillas, and other delicious things on a regular basis. It’ll be a challenge for sure, but I’m committed to the path that I’m on.  Although I love experiencing all different types of food, I’m loving the way I’m feeling even more.