Who doesn’t love a happy ending…especially one involving the release of rehabilitated seals back into the ocean. Add that heart-warming event to the fact that it was happening at a private estate overlooking Otter Cove in Pebble Beach, where lunch was to be served, to really seal the deal. I quickly rsvp “Yes”to the Marine
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Something you might not know about me is that Bergdorf Goodman’s is one of my happy places. After I glide through their gilded doors on Fifth Avenue, I take in the beauty of the place and then exhale, knowing all is well with the world. Call me a fantasist if you like, but for me
(Photograph taken at La Biblioteque, NYC) Who doesn’t appreciate restaurant recommendations, especially if you planning on spending a long weekend in NYC, as I did recently. I always enjoy hearing about new restaurants from friends, especially when I’m traveling. The three restaurants that I’m about to tell you about are not new or trendy but
Today, we need to talk about Floating Islands. Just close your eyes please and imagine pillowy soft meringues floating in a puddle of rich, creamy custard, topped with caramel sauce. Congratulations! You have managed to conjure up an image of the most heavenly dessert… A Floating Island. I’ve been longing to make this
Who can resist an evening at The Black Cat, a San Francisco gem, serving up live music in a bar and speakeasy venue? “Certainly not me” I thought as I sped down to the heart of the Tenderloin in the back of an Uber. The all black exterior of the building with a neon cat
“Let’s Do What We Love and Do A Lot Of It” Marc Jacobs From now on it’s “no more guilty pleasure” for me. Instead, I’m going to focus on pleasure and none of the guilt. How did these two concepts ever come to be married anyway? So now if I want to watch the new
all photographs taken by Ashley Urban When I stepped through the imposing black and gold doors at Leos Oyster Bar, I couldn’t help but smile at tropical wall paper, mother of pearl chandeliers, a long pink onyx bar with an oyster container at the end and a neat row of tables set before pleated banquets.
My first day in the north island of New Zealand, we helicoptered from Poronui, a 16,000 acre fishing lodge where we were staying, to a remote river of volcanic origins. I was told it was populated by good size rainbow trout. (My best buddy Noodle, who jumped on the helicopter every morning eager to hit
In relationships and in movies, it’s all about timing. So Damien Chazelle’s new movie is the perfect marriage of style and story; a good old fashioned musical about the ups and downs of a love story that struggles to stay in tempo. Borrowing heavily from the style of a classical movie studio musical, it
Just in case any of you out there are wondering what to get me this Christmas…here is my 2016 list. Sending you thanks in advance! This glamping tent would be perfect for my back yard in San Francisco! amazon.com Did you know that Anna Karenina met her Vronsky at a train station and that Tolstoy
Part One, Hidden in Plain Sight My line unfurls lazily, the loops straightening until taut, then it retracts, launching over my shoulder and snapping out ahead of me, until the fly drops lightly onto the glassy water. (At least that’s how it’s supposed to go!) Surrounded by lush green trees and a lingering morning fog,
Ahhh, Thanksgiving dinner… The moment after all the buying, preparation and time spent rooted in the kitchen, the dinner is finally served to much exclaim.Of course “the proof of the pudding is in the eating”. The time when silence falls over the table, and family and guests savor with gusto the bounty of food, on
To really understand and appreciate Thanksgiving, I first have to compare it to its Irish twin, Christmas. Let’s start with the fact that there is an entire industry dedicated to Christmas excess : Not only can you buy enough lights to illuminate Alcatraz; you can hire a professional to hang them for a full on
This is Throwback Tuesday, which happens to be Election Day. Hope you all remember to vote! Because I was somewhat of a Debbie Downer on my last post about boycotting Halloween, I thought I would redeem myself with at a look back at the over the top splendor of the New Orleans Mardi Gras Balls.
I’m boycotting Halloween this year. Not for any “Ba Humbug” reasons, because I completely endorse this magical holiday full of whimsy and creativity. It’s because for the first time in 27 years, none of my children will be home to participate in the festivities. Boo Hoo! That sad fact, combined with the prediction of rain