Clearly none of the people in the water are Floridians.
I find it therapeutic to immediately begin planning my next vacation as soon as I get back. So I’ve been looking at cruise itineraries for next year. I have also been going back through some photo albums of vacations past. One that I particularly enjoyed reliving was a trip to Florence, Bologna, Milan and the Cinque Terre. Continue reading Italy, 2009
Fondue station at the Galley Lunch,
Sadly, this is the last installment of the post-cruise recap. Next week we are back to more local adventures. Meanwhile… It is no secret that I had been dreaming of the almond croissants aboard Seabourn ships from the minute we booked. The food is one of the reasons this cruise was so appealing. After all, we did basically the same cruise ten months ago, so the itinerary was not the draw here, it was the ship and the eats. Continue reading Seabourn Sojourn: The Food
The pristine beach at Galley Bay Resort
The gorgeous Seabourn Sojourn pulled into St. Johns, Antigua on a perfectly gloomy day. I loved our last visit to the island, but we only saw it from the water. This time we were invited to spend the day at Galley Bay Resort. Continue reading Galley Bay Resort, Antigua
The neon sign belies the lovely, upscale interior.
The folks at Dine Out Lauderdale invited me to dine at Spazio last night. Having never been there, I was excited to try it. (It also helped that the restaurant is on Fort Lauderdale Beach and the weather was just about perfect – warm, with an ocean breeze.) Once we conquered the parking situation (I really do need to get that app that you can pay with your phone…) we headed to the restaurant. Please excuse the red hue in all the photos – the neon sign was quite reflective. Continue reading Dine Out Lauderdale: Spazio, Fort Lauderdale Beach
Solo American Bistro
Solo American Bistro is the latest incarnation in a spot that has housed numerous other establishments over the years. We finally decided to give it a try at the suggestion of friends, and with the promise that September is 50% off for locals. Continue reading Solo American Bistro, Key West
Champagne cocktail. Must have more of these.
I will admit that I did not think it was going to go well as we exited the car and were told “That will be $22 on your way out.” Fortunately, our dinner at Cecconi’s was all uphill from there. I could go on about my hatred for valet parking, especially when there is no other option, but I will spare you. Instead, let’s focus on the important stuff: the food, and the service, and the decor. Continue reading Cecconi’s, Miami Beach
The happy couple.
This weekend we celebrated the wedding of my cousin, and as the big day approached, I got to thinking: what is it that makes a wedding great? Or awful? There are so many factors and I am glad to report that at this event, many more were in the first camp. Continue reading What Makes a Wedding Great?
I first wrote about Mangia Mangia in 2009, and have had many good meals there since, so I thought it was time for an update. Nothing has changed. There you have it. Really, we had a couple of bad service experiences and so had not been there in a while. Last night I had a hankering for their smoked salmon pasta, and off we went. Continue reading Oldie but Goodie, Mangia Mangia, Key West
A good start to the meal.
Although I tend to frequent independently owned restaurants, as Key West has plenty of them, once in a while a chain serves a purpose. You know what you are going to get. This weekend, before the big hundredth birthday bash, we went to McCormick and Schmick’s for dinner with my in-laws.
Continue reading McCormick and Schmick’s, Reston, VA
We arrived in New York for a very short visit last Friday, and promptly had dinner with friends, my cousin and soon to be cousin-in-law (Is that even a thing? I think I’ll just keep him in the friend category) at our home on the Upper West Side. Naturally, by “our home” I mean “our friends’ home where I am in a constant state of sleeping on the air mattress and inviting people over for dinner.” They take the mi casa, su casa thing to the extreme and I reap the rewards. Continue reading Osteria Morini, New York City