My fitness journey has been a long and quite bumpy one. I played sports growing up and loved being part of a team, did very minimal physical activity in college/shortly after, and then, in my mid-twenties, found the beauty that is a group workout class, training with others is fun and can really make you want to push yourself more to do it because you have that support group of people with you all in the same boat. I had really never enjoyed working out, or even found something I could do semi-okay, until Flywheel. So I did that, religiously (4x a week!) for about two years, until my body began craaaaaaving something a little more low key every once in a while. And so after some real “soul” searching (no shade, I promise), fitness journey 2.0 began.
Over the past few years, it’s become tradition that my family spends Mother’s Day together in the city. While we change up our brunch destination every year (though, come to think of it, it’s always Mexican food), the main focus of our trip is the Art Star Craft Bazaar. Held at Penn’s Landing and featuring 125+ vendors piled high with unique jewelry, kitschy paintings, and tons and tons more, it is a shoppers’ paradise. And while my dad keeps busy with things like this meat parfait, my mom, my sister, and I come ready. to. shop.
Many of my friends, who often give up their evenings to be my +1s at various blogger and media events across the city, know this to be true: I rarely know what I’m getting us into. It’s definitely a risk, but just saying yes (with limited details) is how I’ve gotten to experience many of the super cool things this blog has allowed me to do. So when I got the invite for Dietz & Watson‘s #ChooseTheTable dinner, I, again, wasn’t quite sure what to expect. Except, this one minor detail: Nick Elmi would be preparing us dinner.
Earlier this year, I was #blessed with a trip to Mexico. Secrets Akumal Riviera Maya was a dream, and while I was going to be spending some of my time with the other amazing bloggers on the trip, I knew I’d be tackling some of it as a solo traveler. And actually, for one of the first times in my adult life, I was really excited about that. But as this trip also happened to be the first time I was staying at an all-inclusive, I wanted to share some things I learned that could help you, should the travel bug hit you for a solo vacay.
I’m always up for excuses to get a little fancy and head out to a nice dinner. I haven’t been to Fogo de Chão (1337 Chestnut Street) in quite a bit (they were definitely on my original top Center City Restaurant Week picks back when they still did Restaurant Week . . . gosh I need to update that list. #RIPsalento), so when they invited me in to try some things from their new spring menu, I was obviously all for it (#meat).
Being off on a weekday is really amazing for me for three main reasons: morning Netflix in bed, no lines at my apartment’s laundry machine, and less humans at the grocery store. My grocery store of choice is, of course, the brand new and beautiful Philadelphia Whole Foods (2101 Pennsylvania Avenue), and being able to swoop in and out of that place as crowd-free as possible is a true #blessing. In addition to adoring everything about the Philly dining scene, I’m always fascinated by what people buy at grocery stores (I shared my things you gotta try at Whole Foods three whole years ago and the obsession has not ceased). So, after one particularly indulgent midday trip, I thought I’d share what I have going on in this fridge of mine.
Earlier this month, when Philadelphia’s temperatures were in the “freakin freezing” range and it seemed there was absolutely no hope in sight, my winter blues were suddenly cured by a little jaunt to Mexico. It was my first time vacationing in Mexico. My first time traveling solo, too. And, as all vacations in Mexico should be, my first all-inclusive resort.
I’m not really what people would call “a good cook.” I am usually good for one thing (that I find on Pinterest, that’s made with tater tots and cheese and bacon, and pretty much impossible to mess up) to bring to a potluck brunch, inevitably causing me to seek validation from my cohorts at every turn. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy cooking from time-to-time, but it’s just not a natural thing for me. So, when I was asked to participate in The Florida Keys‘ Philadelphia Cookoff earlier this month, I was sliiiightly nervous.Continue Reading…
Have you been on social media in oh, say, the past seven days? If so, then I presume you know that the 2017 Philadelphia Flower Show is here, and it’s pretty freakin beautiful. The theme this year is Holland, and with that comes (the best flower ever) . . . the tulip. So many tulips, you guys, and they’re actually quite amazing. I wasn’t convinced I was going to make the trip to the show this year, but during our mini snow event this week, I thought it would be a good night to try. And, for the Instagram shots alone, it was worth it.
A long time ago (last May), in a land not so far away (actually, it was here), I turned 27. I’m big on birthdays, so I knew I wanted to head into my late 20s with a treat. As you all very well know, pizza rules everything around me. So, for this special day, I took on the quite ambitious task of planning my own damn pizza crawl. To sum things up: yes, it was wonderful and satisfying and delicious and so gram-worthy. However, having lived through all the crawling and all the bites, there were some things I would have done differently. From one pizza loving lady to many others, I’m here to share what I learned.