Monthly Archives: June 2011
Nothing says summer quite like a popsicle, and these red white and blue ones scream 4th July.
Two happy co-incidences align to strawberry-tint my world this week. One, the discovery of freeze dried strawberries at Trader Joes, brought to my attention by my friend Grace. “They’re Yuppie crack. You just can’t stop eating them!” The other, of … Continue reading
Even though it’s only my 3rd 4th of July in New York, some traditions have already been set in stone. There will be a BBQ at Susan and Matt’s. We will be watching the fireworks from the banks of the … Continue reading
There are some picnics that cry out for excess. If you’re watching opera while wearing black tie in a field, you might as well bring the candelabra with you. Once you’ve got over the idea of picnic extravagance it becomes … Continue reading
The fact that I love picnics so much must surely have something to do with my Mum, who would regularly slap some Marmite on a roll and take my sister and I out to Isabella Plantation to swing on the … Continue reading
A few years ago my friend Hector, famous for his hospitality, invited Jon and I to join him on a rug at the Blenheim Horse Trials. This is not something we usually do. Questions flooded into our minds; what is … Continue reading
Heavily into picnic mode, Jon and I went for a walk on the High Line – not some kind of strange circus stunt, but rather a modern park elevated on disused railway tracks above the city, meandering through the buildings … Continue reading
It has been said that all you need for a really great picnic is a baguette, a ripe brie, a bunch of grapes and a bottle of wine. But why would you want to stop there?
Sara is officially Dating – not dating any one particular guy, but just generally dating. “Whoever I like, whatever fits in with my schedule. Not just one person. Not necessarily looking for Mr Right – clearly, not kicking him to … Continue reading
“The best cocktail I ever had” sighed Yosi, “was a Vesper.” We were into day two of our Malaysian restaurant week celebrations, which started with dinner at Laut and had moved into lunch at Fatty Crab. Naturally, given the hedonistic … Continue reading