When Chris and I were in Costa Rica, group activity was the name of the game. I’m not sure I’ve discussed it here, but we went not for the romantic getaway most couples seek from a tropical paradise but to spend time with friends at the summer residence of my college roommate’s family. Mornings weren’t early but were bustling with the sounds of three showers running, eggs popping on the stove and the clapping of shoes crusted with mud from the previous day’s adventures. Between me and Chris, Miriam and her boyfriend Brian, our good friend Alex, his generous parents … Read More
On travel blogging, taking Costa Rica by the head — and a recipe
I was browsing vacation pictures today, contemplating the approach I would take to the first of several posts about my recent travels, when my super duper procrastination skills brought me to a rather relevant post over at Dancing Branflakes — one of the internet’s most elegant blogs, authored by none other than my high school classmate and allover beautiful person Tiffany. (She’s a spectacular dancer in spectacular shape with spectacular taste, so check her out.) The post title? “Being a Good Travel Blogger.” How ’bout that. Much along my same thoughts, the chic Mrs. Branflake asks her readers: “…it’s hard … Read More
Sweep that isht! aka Let’s Go Giants!
If ever there were an excuse for a lack of posting… Cheers to our World Champs tonight! San Francisco Giants FTW. More to come from this lil piggy in the days to come. I’m still debating how best to go about recapping our adventures in pura vida. Right now I have a smattering of pics from multiple cameras and people, a fading recollection of our smorgie-filled days…and a mushy, post-vacay brain that hasn’t yet rebounded to full function. Should be interesting. Chat soon, my friends! Viva Gigantes!
Recipe: Smoky Spanish tortilla with bacon & kale
Well, it’s happened. I’ve returned to the Real World — and not the seven-strangers-under-one-roof version but the wailing inbox and buttloads of laundry version that is far less smutty and just a hair dreadful. It was bound to occur sooner or later. On the upside, dread of return this severe can only be sign of an unusually successful vacation, and that it was. I’ll provide a much more elaborate rundown in posts to come, but for now let’s just say Costa Rica was as unfailingly awesome as promised, full of ridiculously therapeutic juvenile humor, Jurassic Park-style scenery, glorious adventure sports … Read More
Hashtag-What-I-Ate-In-Vegas
Huh, where to begin with this post? I was going to kick it off with something along the lines of “What Happens In Vegas Stays in Vegas…Unless It Happens in My Mouth.” And then promptly realized that’d be a terrible start for many reasons. I’m already regretting that I even recapped that postulation here. I apologize. I suppose I should start out by putting some context around my most recent Las Vegas experience. First off: it was a business trip, so it wasn’t a rager or anything. (Read: it was totally a rager.) It begins like this. A little over a week … Read More