Lisbon

Three days after arriving in Spain (to read about my entire Christmas vacay head over to my previous post) my tense little family jetted off to Lisbon. If I were to pick a word about how I feel about Portugal, it is love. Amazing food, beautiful sights, interesting history, lovely people, sexy people… I haveContinue reading “Lisbon”

Spain

Less than a month after I returned from backpacking in Europe, my parents decided we would spend the holidays in Spain and Portugal, as my sister was having visa issues and could not come home. We all wanted to go somewhere warm, so the Mediterranean seemed like the obvious choice. My father, unbeknownst to theContinue reading “Spain”

Pantry Pasta

I returned from 2 weeks abroad with my family, and shockingly, we had no food. An ATM in Portugal ate all of the money I had allotted myself for the next few weeks, so buying food was out. And this here is the true beauty of pasta. I did not have eggs, but I didContinue reading “Pantry Pasta”

Slovenia

Slovenia, home of the torn out storybook fairytale pages Ahh Slovenia. I feel like that is the only appropriate way to begin a blog or a story or an anything about Slovenia. I had heard about its endless beauty when I was in Rome, but I thought “pffff Slovenia? Alright lol,” (typical millennial am IContinue reading “Slovenia”

Guanacaste

I turned 24 last week (a fact I have chosen to avoid thinking about to the best of my abilities) so my friend and I decided to take a trip up to Tamarindo, the country’s officially-unofficial party beach. Our drive was long, but we arrived just in time to down a bottle of gin, cushionedContinue reading “Guanacaste”

Costa Rica

When I was 6 my parents dragged me and my sisters from the concrete jungle of New York to the tropical jungle of Manuel Antonio. The next 6 years were a stereotypical image of jungle life; monkeys in the house, almost daily beach trips, a boa-constrictor ate my kitty, tropical storms that would shake theContinue reading “Costa Rica”

Cheese Tortellini with Brown Butter

I learned to make pasta in Florence, Italy. True story. I spent a month taking a class on traditional Italian cooking this September at GiglioCooking School, under the guidance of the schools founder and main teacher, the wonderful Marcella. I gained 5 pounds and some serious culinary skills. I found a passion there on ViaContinue reading “Cheese Tortellini with Brown Butter”

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