It was Sunday night, and I was taking my bread machine out for its inaugural run. I’d been cooking a lot over the past year, but I had yet to actually create a loaf of bread. So I ordered a Hamilton Beach state of the art bread maker, and when it arrived I was ready to go.… Continue Reading
It was a chilly Monday in November, and I was feeling slightly under the weather. I wanted something hot and delicious to warm me up, and for some reason I had pho on the brain. I live in Astoria, Queens, so there’s no shortage of yummy food options, but the iconic Vietnamese beef noodle soup was calling my name.… Continue Reading
I traveled from NYC to Philadelphia in October, and when I arrived in Philly I stopped in for a famous cheese steak at Cleaver’s in Center City. It was fantastic. It was an explosion of meat and gooey cheese upon the pallet.… Continue Reading
It was 6:30pm on Friday night, and I was hanging at my apartment in Astoria. It had been a rough week. I’d adopted a cat, Copper, who seemed really cool, but who so far had hid under my bed and never came out.… Continue Reading
It had been a rough few days for me. On Friday, I adopted a beautiful grey tabby cat named Copper from an animal shelter in Manhattan and brought her back to my home in Astoria, Queens. But Copper didn’t eat all weekend, and she spent her time hiding under my bed.… Continue Reading