This time I did it for April and Maya over at So Yeah…So. I wrote, or rather showed, my favorite things about Fall.
April and Maya are a mother-daughter duo who blog about lifestyle and fashion. Check out their Beautiful Mess feature on Oisercage. They are nifty crafters! April is also an awesomely generous person — something that comes across even (Read More)
Good morning Champions,
Cheers to doing breakfast with Style. I cannot think of a more productive thing to do in the morning than to delight and fortify myself with a large breakfast. And not the usual toast and coffee, either. I really believe in going in for the big chunk. At the very least I have fruit, some type of cereal (oatmeal, cold cereals, (Read More)
I have been in love with languages and cultures since I started to talk. I spoke my first words in Creole. Apparently I never shut up! I wanted to talk to everyone and anyone. I then learned French in school because it is the language of business and institutions in Haiti. Then I spent elementary school helping my cousin, who was about 6 years older than (Read More)
I love food. I love to eat. But, I don’t always treat my body with food that says “I love you.” Sometimes I eat like it was the most unimportant thing in my life. But of course it is the most important thing. So much of how we feel and how we live depends on what we eat. (Read More)
Abeno. Japanese restaurant. It’s raining. We’re famished. Good enough.
It’s tightly packed at the front since several parties are waiting for tables. We look at the menu but it’s all Japanese to us. We have no idea what Okonomiyaki is but it sounds different and we aren’t sure if it is the kind of different we want to be familiar. We mull over our options (Read More)
Polenta is the taste of home, the taste of homemade food. It’s the food my grandmother made when I asked her “am I dying?” which I asked all the time whenever I fell ill when I was little. Polenta is this soft cornmeal packed in the form of a baguette. But the polenta I grew up with was made from scratch. Polenta was corn on the cob, dried – its kernels (Read More)
I’ve done the wine country in Napa, California and I’ve eaten with people who would swear they cannot digest without half a glass of red Rioja {Spaniards}. But I’d never met foodie fananics like Dick and Molly.
I met Dick and Molly in Pizzeria Paradiso in DC. This place is not your usual grease-in-a-box joint. It has greater aspirations than to feed (Read More)
The pleasure of eating. Here’s what I’ve realized about eating well. It’s about enjoyment. When I eat mindlessly, to just fill my belly, I end up with, yes a full belly – sometimes a painfully full belly – but then I’ve got no after taste in my mouth. Eating beautiful food makes you savor every bite. Every bite count.
This was a great (Read More)
155 Wardour Street
London, W1F 8WG
There are endless shops around Oxford Street but I found one that had just the most mouthwatering treats. If you’re on your feet and running low on sugar, check out Leto Caffe. It’s hidden away like the mythical Leto on Warbour Street, two blocks off Oxford Street. It’s so inconspicuous it’s easy to miss. But it’s (Read More)
The scene: A park in Washington DC. The little park mews away from the noise of Connecticut Avenue and it’s lovely there except for the crazy squirrels, which may or may not have rabies. This is my opinion or paranoia. But I’ll say they are rather aggressive. We had to move our Fourth of July lunch to the other side of the park because one of them kept (Read More)
I was talking to a friend earlier this week about choices and we were saying that it’s OK – even ideal – to make snap decisions. If you know what you want why delay your decision with endless trials “just to make sure”? Sometimes I find what I want on the first try and with good-humored stubborness, like children, I just stick to it. Such was the case with (Read More)
Good Gourmande Day Everyone!
I still remember my first taste of bruschetta. We were 54 students interested in expanding our cultural horizons because we all went to a good college that pushed the liberal arts and an international mind-set. We had come to Rome to marvel at the School of Athens, to stand in awe of the Romans’ mighty Colosseum that stands (Read More)
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