When my husband and I were debating on a move out of Boston, we narrowed it down to three key places. I wasn’t cray about heading to the West coast, so we then were choosing between New York City or London. While both cities are massive urban sprawls bursting with a cultural melting pot of magic, London did eventually win us over in the end. But what if we did pick NYC? The debate over whether New York or London reigns supreme is one that has been raging for decades….
Not many landscapes in this world are so polarized as Iceland. This is especially true as the seasons change and the entire environment evolves. A few winters ago, I conquered the icy wasteland of this seemingly hermetic country in January. While it wasn’t what you see online – sweeping northern lights, rolling green meadows and warm waterfalls, it was an adventure all the same. Visiting Iceland in the winter has its perks, I’m sure it does during the summer months. Want some comprehensive tips no matter what time of year…
It’s all the rage. Sustainable, organic, low calorie, colorful, delicious food. London has an antiquated reputation of being total crap when it comes to mealtime, but I’ve easily found how to debunk these myths after living here just a short time. It goes without saying, discovering healthy restaurants in every corner of this city is a breeze. But I think cooking at home, utilizing my appliances from Goodfoodblogph and local products, and attending events with a taste of everything is the best way to conquer the landscape of urban eating….
I said goodbye to last year in style with a quick winter weekend in Morzine, France. While I love skiing and had a blast skiing in Chamonix before, I decided to use the time to rest up instead before the holiday mayhem. Instead, there was tons of wintry activities to look forward to, delicious cosy meals, and plenty of bubbles by the hot tub. Yas girl, I was ready. I strongly suggest you use up a bit of you holiday time to try a snowy weekend this year before the…
Hype men yell out they are certainly the BEST curry on Brick Lane in London. No no, not that other guy, us. Definitely. We have the awards to prove. Alright so does he, but WE are offering a deal. Come on in. Right now. Table is waiting. Now? Walking down Brick Lane in London in hopes of a tasty curry can be a daunting task. There are some wonderful curry houses, and some not so good ones. Without a plan, you’ll end up being convinced by the loudest shop owner…
Sweets. It’s a horrible habit, but give me a bowl of ice cream or a just baked pastry any day over a big savory meal. I practically judge new destinations based just on how good the desserts are in the area. This is why France wasn’t always my favorite place in the world, but it made up for a little stuffiness with incredible eats. Although I haven’t made it back to Paris since we moved over to London, I hope to visit as soon as the weather changes. In fact,…
My yoga practice is going just peachy, but let’s be real. I got to move my behind way more. Stretching and asanas made me feel active and worked well for a while to keep my heart rate pumping. But as my mental health began to improve, as my desire to be social, get out and, well, eat. And drink. I’ve noticed my weight creeping up again, which is discouraging after I had been working so hard. I wanted to find something to do in the city I could enjoy on…
A polarization of beauty and sin, bicycle bells and flowing canals to windows filled with scantily clad women; it’s amazing this city functions so well. In fact, it seems to be exactly what we all should aspire to – adopting the idea of live and let live. No one seems to be scandalized by the tolerance of soft drugs and prostitution at all in Amsterdam. In fact, it makes the scenic areas of the city even more pleasing, as it shows how harmoniously sophistication and a little hedonistic fun can…
As the restaurant and patrons whirled around me, I was trying everything in my power not to throw up on his birthday. We had made it all the way to Barcelona from Seville on a two-week road trip adventure and roughly 90 percent of the time I was sick as a dog. About five months prior I had landed in sunny Seville, Spain, for an au pair gig, and my boyfriend decided to celebrate it’s end by flying out to see me and experiencing an epic adventure together up the…
“Bonjour, do you have the time?” said the old Frenchman walking towards us on Cala Macarelleta beach. We were wading waist-high in crystal clear waters of the Mediterranean, enjoying a perfect day. While X the husband tried to explain in bad French our watches were set on London time, I realized something unusual about the smiling, tanned man approaching us. He was completely naked as the day he was born. As was his grinning wife behind him – just a straw hat perched lopsided on her head. I tried to…
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