Summer Through Photos

Tea at Harrods


Monmartre for Bastille Day


The Incredible Louvre


Loving Amsterdam

Yummy belgium waffles in Brussels!


Brussel's oldest citizen


Cutest little sailor's town in the Netherlands


Gorgeous green Netherlands

New Edition to the Family!

Meet George, our new mini schnauzer. Also known as Georgi, or as my dad calls him Jorge. My dad bid on him at a charity auction and won before my mom even knew what was going on. He's so cute and has the funniest little personality!

To Date Or Not To Date...

Ever heard the saying, those who can't do, teach? When it comes to the relationship aspect of my life, that about sums me up. Growing up as everyone experienced the heartbreaks and drama of "falling in love", I was the one waiting with a tissue box ready to fix a friend's relationship problems. Dating was just not a priority and I just never had time for that sort of "distraction". After moving to New York, I was finally starting to settle and get comfortable with my new life, when my pushy mother insisted that it was time to start dating. As I tried to convince her that I was open to dating and the right guy just hadn't come around, she was quick to point out I only spend time with fabulous gays and work on weekends not leaving much time for any sort of dating life. It was comfortable, no feelings involved and just fun, well apparently I was missing this whole portion of life. So I opened my mind to the prospect of dating, and something very strange happened, the next guy I introduced myself to asked me out. Interesting how the world works. After stumbling through a first date and second guessing every word I had said, I was told by some seasoned pros that this is how it works. As someone who doesn't deal with not being in control of my emotions well, the idea of feeling nervous or unsure overwhelmed me, I had entered the dating zone. This parallel universe where complete strangers basically give their resumes to each other, while flirting and looking cute of course. I had been putting this off for a reason, because its very stressful! Fortunately there is a light at the end of the tunnel, after a shaky beginning, I started to enjoy myself and have fun, while getting to know someone. I have never had someone take me to fun, new places in the city or just call to see how my day is, and I have to admit, I really like it. To a new part of my life, who knows where it will lead...

Yaffa Cafe

So imagine a time warp to a 50's diner plus leopard wall paper and hot pink decor. Looks like a fun scene, but its just to distract you from the bad diner food. This is probably one of the only restaurants that I cant find a positive. This is not somewhere I will be going back anytime soon.

Spring on Stone Street

For anyone who lives downtown, this is cutest Wall St. hangout. On Stone street you can sit outside on the cobble stone street and grab a pizza and a drink. We had so much fun sitting outside and checking out the crowd. Now on the food, we had a pizza that would make any lettuce hater like me, rethink that green waste of time. We ordered a prosciutto and arugula pizza and also a four cheese pizza, so good! Then when we finally thought it was summer, we were freezing and quickly order cappuccinos and a little tiramisu, because why not. Try any restaurant on Stone Street, you will have so much fun.

Passover: An Excuse to Get The Family Gossip

Happy Passover! A holiday where you are suppose to drink at least four glasses of wine by the end of the meal and no one can get mad at you. I know every jewish family is big, but every year my family seems to multiply and the seder table gets longer. Here's how I sum up family time, it makes me grateful for my friends. Forget websites like TMZ and Perezhilton, I've got Nona Lucy, my great-grandmother, who is the sharpest woman I know, not only does she know whats going on with every member of her immediate family of 35, but she always has time to put on lip-liner and lipstick before a picture. My cousins have better networking skills then facebook, being strategically placed at different schools all over the city and all a few years apart to cover all their bases. Now its fun, but growing up I hated it, everyone knew everything about everyone, which my parents loved. Even living across the country my family knew about every roommate fight, night I went out, and snow storm I battled. Although it can be overwhelming, I honestly don't think I would have it any other way. I kinda feel bad for all those people with quiet, some what normal families, they miss out on all the stories. I could write a novel on just my relationship with my mother and grandmother, the three of us together are crazy, but we can't go a day without calling each other. Even though they drive me crazy sometimes, I love them all, I wouldn't fly back and forth just for weekends if I didn't. My family is my number one priority, which I have to explain every time I am half asleep in class tuesday morning after a weekend at home. To which ever relative is reading this right now, your my favorite, don't tell anyone! Sending out some family love on this holiday, have a good one.