For our Culture Club event in February, my friends and I tasted Southern cooking and followed that up with a matinee show at the San Francisco Ballet. Culture club is a way for my friends and I to make sure we see each other at least once a month while indulging in some culture, whether it’s viewing a new exhibit at the De Young museum or having a “Frenchie” night where we open a bottle of wine, share a cheese platter, and watch Midnight in Paris.
In my office, we have a few Scottish lassies. One year, they sent out an email to everyone inviting us to partake in a glass of whisky up on the top floor to celebrate Robert Burns. I had no idea who this Burns guy was or why they were celebrating him. Fast forward to this past January and I figured out the mystery of Mr. Burns.
I recently baked delicious granola – enough to fill a jar and have for breakfast everyday. I’m always in a rush in the morning when I get ready for work and wanted to make breakfast ahead of time to save me some minutes in the a.m. The Coconut Almond Granola recipe below is super easy to make and I love topping it with yogurt and blueberries or strawberries.
Last week I went to New York for work with a little bit of fear because I’m a big California wimp when it comes to freezing east coast weather. However, one thing I always look forward to when I go to the Big Apple is trying new restaurants. I keep a running list of places I want to try and you can check out some of them on my Afar trip plan. Here are the places I ate at during my trip last week.
After spending a week in Paris early last year, I became a croissant snob. Every morning I would of course eat a croissant for breakfast, on my last day there I ate two, and I even took a pastry class so I could learn how to make croissants myself. I ate all kinds of croissants – chocolate, plain, jam or apple filled. I was in heaven for that week and I didn’t hold myself back because why should you when you’re in Paris?
It was golden inside or rather a musty glow. A round gold cashier table greeted us at the door. Antique dark wooden tables and chairs, the latter cushioned in velvet, stood up against the large square windows all around the cafe. More tables with booths attached lined the walls with enormous mirrors framed in gold hanging overhead and crystal chandeliers dangling from the ceiling. Rich tapestries of reds and golds covered the walls and a deep red plush carpet with golden swirls was the floor.
I have a big sweet tooth – like big. It’s hereditary so I’ve accepted it. In San Francisco, I am always updating a list of patisseries or bakeries that I need to try and when I travel I rarely window shop for clothes – I window shop for sweets and indulge myself whenever I feel like it. When I was researching places to eat in Sydney beforehand, there were a couple treats I had to try and a couple I discovered while in town and they were all amazing: