Photo of the Day: September 22, 2018

Glorious garlic shrimp from a family dinner at Portuguese Manor a few days ago. The oil is liquid gold when you dredge some of their crusty, homemade bread through it.

Restaurant Review: Tavern at the Sun Inn (Bethlehem, PA)

When Justin and I arrived on a Monday and walked around Bethlehem, we were immediately drawn to the Sun Inn. The building was erected in 1758 and currently serves as a full service restaurant, distillery, and museum. My being a history lover made this a must-visit. However, we had to wait until Wednesday (our last…

Restaurant Review: Elsie’s Sub Shop (Red Bank, NJ)

They may have been in existence since 1959, but some things do indeed deserve to come to an end. Maybe we caught the famed Elsie’s Sandwich Shop on a bad day. Google reviews has them at a 4.8, while Facebook is 4.9. Both with a pretty large amount of ratings. But are these people stuck…

Photo of the Day: March 28, 2018

Let me be an absolute basic white bitch with some avocado toast. And I’ll make matters worse: the avocado was purchased at TARJAY! The horror! The horror! (The spinach, meanwhile, is not so basic).

Restaurant Review: Red Bank Diner (Red Bank, NJ)

Even with good food, sometimes service can be the difference between a 3 and a 4. My mom and I were looking for a place to have lunch after a busy day closing our house for sale last week. Mentally, we were exhausted. It was an odd time of day, just after two in the…

Restaurant Review: The Chowda House (Red Bank, NJ)

The Chowda House ran out of Chowda! That’s what my friend Roy and I were told the moment we walked into the Red Bank seafood establishment on a rainy Thursday afternoon. He had been wanting to take me there for some time, and assured me that the Lobster Bisque was even better than their chowder,…

Photo of the Day: March 6, 2018

This is the scene when I’m in my element. Mis en place for chicken which would be stuffed with cheddar cheese and asparagus. On the side are rolls and my homemade garlic butter, stuffed peppers, and mashed sweet potatoes. And a vodka and cranberry, of course, to help get in the zone.

The Dinner that was Closure

As you all know, my dad passed away in June. On Father’s Day, of all days. Without going into too much detail, it took from that moment until late November for my mom and I to know if we would be able to keep the house, my childhood home for 23 years, or not. When…