The Happiest Hour

Well I'm back! At least for a little bit... If you didn't already catch on, I've been posting a little more regularly over on The Ging Twins with my lovely and exceptionally talented little sis :) But December has been good to me so far and I wanted to make sure and capture it all here on my first online home! xo

My friends and I have determined that your 20s are just destined to be a bumpy ride full of really high highs (late nights in the city with friends that you know you'll never forget) and balanced out with some devastating lows (heartbreaks you feel like you'll never recover from... spoiler alert: you will!). One thing that has remained a constant as I've gotten older though, is that with every passing day, my mom becomes less my mom and more my best friend. Gone are the days where we fight over my curfew and here are the days where she and 9 of her friends kill 12 bottles of wine in my apartment and call it happy hour...

Meat Lovers

My love of the Food Network (Barefoot and Giada, specifically, duh) is no secret to those close to me and otherwise. On a particularly lazy morning last week, I was going through the whole run of the kitchen shows when teeny little Giada with a little bit of the crazy eye and a smile so big, you wonder why she doesn't use it to eat more, pops on the screen to talk about her meat loving husband...

Sur La Table Surprise

Birthday celebrations for this guy went on for days!

L.A. Day 2

Friday night left us feeling a little worse for wear the next morning. Food needed to happen and stat! Many ideas were thrown out but it all came down to Sauce on Hampton in Venice (on Hampton)...

L.A. (baybay) Day 1

Woohoo! Finally got around to blogging about my whirlwind trip to LA! Most of Ian's closest friends have migrated down south from San Francisco, so for his birthday we figured, why not meet them all down there?!

So... I Made Enchiladas!

For the first time ever, and they were actually a total breeze and beyond delish! Fairly healthy too... just a lot of salsa and, of course, I really loaded on the cheese. So maybe don't do that if you're watching that waistline, you disciplined little thing!

Happy Sheebs at Happy Hour

It's been a while since my little Sheba and I have had some one on one time! But we both found ourselves free one day after work and happy hour was the only way to celebrate!