Mangia.

“Mangiare per vivere e non vivere per mangiare” (eat to live & not live to eat) Last week, I was indulging in a late lunch, sipping on Prosecco and noshing on bread & oil when someone asked me where my passion for writing and food came about. “Italy.”

Brunching

In my life, there are two different types of brunch. First, the “Sunday morning, I’m so hungover, let’s go the diner around the corner NOW” brunch. We all know the drill. You wake up in a haze, sometimes still drunk, sometimes alone, sometimes not – and you gather the strength to roll over and grab … More Brunching

Sable Kitchen

Lately, I’ve been having this recurring dream that I’m on Top Chef. Unfortunately, something must be off, because I keep losing. “Allana, please, pack your knives and go.” Suddenly, I wake up in a furious daze, sweat dripping down my face, heart beating super fast. I find myself confused. I swerve around my room, grabbing for … More Sable Kitchen

Weekend away

There are many things I love about NYC. The old brownstones, the subway, the hot dog stands everywhere, the random celebrity I spot walking down 5th avenue. Ya know, the usual. But I forgot how much I loathe the taxi system. In the span of an hour, I failed miserably twice at trying to catch … More Weekend away