Showing posts with label nyc. Show all posts
Showing posts with label nyc. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Detox?

To say that coming back to work today was rough would be an enormous understatement.

First, I get into work only to find that Blogger has been blocked. Huge sad face. Pair that with serious withdrawal from C and everyone else in NYC and you've got one unhappy R. Long weekends are so amazing until you are back at your desk on Tuesday.

We had such a fun weekend in New York. So fun, in fact, that I received this text from my mom on Sunday night:

Mom: detox tomorrow?

Eeeek. Mother knows best. Detox is right. And I did start it yesterday! P and I met up at DMK for a quick bite last night and I didn't even order an Allagash! (Gasp!)

peaceloveandgchat.

R

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Mani

NYC in two days - you know what that means. . .manicure time! Ha. I'm thinking essie Smokin' Hot.

But something keeps drawing me back to essie Sew Psyched. . .

We'll seeeeeeee.

peaceloveandnails.

R

Thursday, January 6, 2011

Hopsicle

C-Mac recently informed me of the Hopsicle.

Umm that looks absolutely delish!

According to Urban Daddy:

Introducing The Hopsicle Experience, a frozen can of beer, sliced in half and served like a Push Pop for big kids, launching today at Diablo Royale Este.

Now, the thing about the hopsicle is that it looks like your standard can of Tecate: Red. Cylindrical. Icy cold. Except the barman-witchdoctors at Diablo have taken the “icy” bit quite literally, injecting the beer with simple syrup and lime juice, jamming a wooden stick into the hole of the can and then putting it in the freezer. For four days.

The result is a genuine beer popsicle, which the bartender must saw in half with a serrated steak knife (or samurai sword) to open. Then it’s up to you to push the wooden stick upward to dispense the hopsicle in true Push Pop style, and decide if you want your savory sweet frozen joyride bathed in tequila as well (note: you want this).

And on certain days, when those same barman-witchdoctors are feeling especially inspired, they may take their creation one step further and turn over an entire margarita machine to the conjuring of potent beer slushies.


Good thing C-Mac made a reservation at Diablo Royale next weekend. Looks like I've picked out my dessert!

peaceloveandhop.

R

NYCBound.

8 days until the ProGChatters are reunited!

I'm headed to NYC next Friday for the long winter weekend and I cannot WAIT!


See ya soon, C!

peaceloveandgchat.

R

Tuesday, December 28, 2010

“When you read out her résumé, you just want to throw up in a bucket”



Who knew Hads was the (kinda) real life Serena Van Der Woodsen?!

peaceloveandisthisgirlreal.

R