New York City has become a mecca for coffee lovers. From my apartment in Carroll Gardens in Brooklyn I can walk to at least 10 spots to get a good cup—and that’s just in one neighborhood. Yet, I’m always excited when a new place opens up. As soon as I heard about Abbotsford Road Coffee
Not sure what to get those friends or family members who love a great meal, appreciate a bottle of wine and prefer artisanal chocolate over store bought? I’ve been on the hunt for some swoon-worthy and fun gifts and discovered quite a few gems for you to give your favorite food lover and drink lover.
Oh, autumn, how I love thee. The crisp weather, the beauty of the trees, the pumpkin cupcakes, pumpkin risotto (with Chinese 5-Spice), the magic in the air in NYC…and pumpkin spice lattes. I am guilty of swinging by Starbucks for a fix, but then after reading this article by Food Babe, I’m a bit turned off
Here is my first ever selfie. If I look scared it’s because I am trying to balance my hot coffee while also taking a photo. : ) My daughter, who is in Kindergarten, has a thing for owls. Coincidentally, I was in the “Owl Club” in Kindergarten. Thus owls make an appearance at my abode
Are you a morning person? I wasn’t until I had my dear daughter five years ago. I used to love staying up all hours of the night and sleeping in. But my life has transformed as it does when you have a child. Now I love waking up before her and enjoying some quiet time
I’m sitting at my dining room table typing this. My feet are up. I’m listening to the French Cafe channel on Pandora, and I’m sipping a non-alcoholic Kir Royale. My dining room table often serves as my desk because so much of my actual work involves being in the kitchen. Take today: I’m writing this
I lost a lot of things this past year. A diamond bracelet I received from an ex during a trip to Venice, Italy. An entire bin full of some of my favorite books—many from my childhood that I wanted to pass on to S. The plastic bin got ravaged by black mold (not a pretty
On my quest to find amazing dishes + drinks around the world, this guest post by Nichole Manna takes us to Rome, where coffee is a way of life.—Tracey When I went to Italy last summer to study, I knew I would taste great wine. But I honestly didn’t think I’d also have great coffee.
I’m standing in line at La Colombe Torrefaction in Tribeca. The baristas act blasé, as if you’re interrupting their coffee break. They haven’t taken on the “overly sweet because of the economy” attitude I’ve experienced elsewhere. No, they just assume people will love their coffee, and indeed they do, as proven by the long line