48 Hours in NYC


This was my third trip to New York City. I love this city! There are countless museums, shops and restaurants to explore. 2 days just isn’t enough! We definitely made the most of our 2 days and hit some sights we hadn’t seen before. Here’s a peak at some of the things we saw (and ate).

IMG_3633 |a NY hot dog before the Whitney Museum of American Art|

IMG_3523.JPG |Jeff Koons exhibit|

IMG_3535.JPG |Rosemary’s aka the cutest restaurant ever with a roof top garden that is used in their cooking|

IMG_3555.JPG |we obvious tourists when we asked for our bagels toasted. we were informed that their bagels are made mulitple times a day unlike LA so they don’t need to be toast. (I still like my bagel toasted–under the broiler with butter and then topped with cream cheese= heaven)|

IMG_3579.JPG |9/11 Memorial Museum– it’s extremely emotional but worth it|

IMG_3588.JPG |Flat Iron building followed by gelato in Eataly|

image |a soft serve twist of cereal milk and crack pie coated in a cereal crunch from Momofuku Milk Bar|

Livin’ the Good Life in East Hampton

My mom, sisters and I just returned from a girls trip to New York.  We stayed in East Hampton for a few days at my “aunt’s” house (my mom’s childhood friend that she’s known for 5o years!). We had such a fun time with our “aunt, uncle & cousins” and had such beautiful weather. The sky, sun and weather reminded me a lot of Bordeaux. I had just returned from France the night before leaving for New York (I was only at home for 18 hours). The sun was so strong and bright and without sunglasses I felt completely blind. When the sun was on you it felt like a big hug, but as soon as it hid behind a cloud I had goosebumps.  Another reason it reminded me of Bordeaux was that on our first day we went wine tasting at Wölffer Estate Vineyard. I absolutely hated leaving France so it was extremely nice being eased back into home. We had a lot of fun exploring The Hamptons. We went to the Jackson Pollock House, a fun design home in the Hamptons (which made me want to completely redecorate my house!), stand up paddle boarding, laid by the pool, and ate lots of good food. Oh and got to meet Hillary Clinton! It was shockingly thrilling shaking her hand. We all felt this deep connection with our hand shake, hellos and eye contact with Hillary. My whole family and I had this little high of excitement after. Such a fun trip!

IMG_8799 |my sisters, mom & I|

IMG_8831 |farm stand on the side of the road|

IMG_8828 |flower fields|

IMG_8842 |taking the ferry to dinner at Vine Street Cafe on Shelter Island|


Au Revoir for Now

IMG_8729 |la maison|

My heart is sad because today we are leaving France. My first visit to France was when I was 8 years old. Ever since then I was hooked. I decorated my bedroom with a French theme. I dreamed of the day I could return. I then learned that Andrew was French and spent his summer at the beaches in France. Learning that he was French definitely peaked my interest but at the time we were just friends. We would joke about me hiding in his suitcase.

Finally in college I was able to return to France when I studied abroad in Paris for four months. I loved absolutely loved living in a gorgeous city, where I walked to school, the markets and museums. It my first attempt at independence and I must say I did pretty good. Although I did blow a fuse in my tiny studio in the center of the city. I plugged the microwave into an extension cord and it sparked. I screamed and all the power went out. I was terrified that this silly little American girl shut off the power in the whole apartment building, but thankfully did not. Besides that little episode I loved my time in Paris. I wish I could have stayed longer. I was just getting used to the city when it was time for me to go.

At this time Andrew and I were dating and he came to visit me. He took me to his grandparents home in Bordeaux. His grandparents have two homes in Bordeaux that are just an hour apart. We stayed at the “city” home, which is in a small town in the suburbs of Bordeaux. We quickly visited their “beach” home, which is actually in a forest and a ten minute drive and walk to the beach. It was the middle of winter and their was not a soul in sight. The beach, road and city was deserted.

Summer in Vendays-Montalivet is a different world. I have truly loved my time in France. In my blood I am a quarter French, but in my heart I am full French. I can’t wait for the day when we can bring our kids here. I can picture Andrew and I with our future kids running in the forest, climbing sand dunes, playing in the waves and spending time with family. I am happy here. It feels like home.

IMG_3371 |we ate the most delicious garlic fries while looking over this harbor|

IMG_8725 |late night English & French Scrabble over tea|

IMG_3361-0 |the calm before the storm|

IMG_8743 |Paolina (my sister in law) and the storm|

IMG_8745 |the clouds, rain, wind, and tide came in and we went out|

Au Marché

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Our week in Bordeaux has been filled with daily trips to the marché.  It’s probably my favorite thing.  In the mornings it’s quite and peaceful, but come 11 am the outdoor market is buzzing.  The sounds– People shopping for their daily groceries.  People catching up with old friends.  Friends and family chatting over mussels and wine.  Venders offering samples.  The smells– cheese, pastries, fish, bread, frites (french fries), soaps made locally, vanilla pods, dried herbs and spices.  The tastes– a panini with ham and cheese, raspberry and peach lassi, and samples up for grabs.  The sights– gorgeous homemade treasure (jewelry, blankets, platters and bowls), gorgeous food, clothes, bands playing, and people watching. I love the market.