If you follow me on Instagram, you probably already know that I spent last week traipsing around sunny California with Rene. He's studying in Los Angeles this semester, which is great for me for exactly one reason: I got to escape what was hopefully the last week of NYC winter gloom. We spent a few days in LA and then drove up to San Francisco to visit some friends. I'd been to LA once before but didn't really get it. I believe you can't really get to know a place unless you walk through it, which is nearly impossible to do in LA. But this time, the city made a tiny . . .
You will enter through the door of the restaurant that can easily be missed among the sea of eateries near Forum des Halles. You will be greeted by a textbook version of a French waiter in the entrance near the worn down bar. “Bonsoir. Vous avez réservé?” Yes, you will have wanted to have called ahead and reserved a table, “Oui, monsieur.” You will be seated in the old-timey, red checker tablecloth-ed dining room, quite likely at a table where someone else is already sitting. You will squeeze your hips past the other diners to take your seats and politely nod to . . .
My love for Paris and French things is well-documented on this site, which is why today I am so excited to tell you about the French Cheese Board, a French transplant that recently made a home for itself in SoHo. The light-flooded downtown space is designed to be the go-to in NYC to learn about and purchase French cheeses. Funded by France's national dairy council, and designed by French duo Ich & Kar, the sleek gallery-like space is decorated with informational posters and graphics that are all about cheese. Just walking through the store you can learn . . .
If you follow me on social media, you may already know that last week I took a glorious trip to California with my bff Sofya to visit the third leg of our tripod, the recently relocated Paige (miss you already, girl!) We spent a good amount of time in Paige's new city, San Francisco - eating Tartine's ham and cheese croissants and drinking rooftop margaritas at El Techo - but also drove up to Healdsburg, a town about one and a half hours outside of San Fran. Healdsburg, a city in in Sonoma County (aka "wine country"), is known for its rolling hills of grape vines and . . .
During the very first installment of #AlexandReneontheroad, I fell completely and unexpectedly in love with Charleston, so when we were planning this year's getaway, I was quite insistent that we go back. The dreamy pastel houses, the gorgeous weather, the food - I couldn't wait to experience it all again. Immediately after booking our flight, I anxiously headed over to Open Table to snag a reservation at Husk (something I failed to do on our last visit). The acclaimed southern restaurant first made a splash when it was named Bon Appetit's Restaurant of the Year . . .
Hey guys! Happy new year, and welcome to my first blog post of 2016 :) As you've probably noticed, Rene and I kind of have the hots for road trips. When the time came to decide where we'd like to spend our holiday break, we knew it would have to be somewhere warm and sunny with gorgeous views and good food options (duh). We decided to fly to Charleston, which we fell completely in love with last winter, drive down the coast all the way to Key West, and back up to South Carolina. With nine full days, a rental car, and a functioning podcast app at our disposal (we . . .
Manhattan's West Village is a bruncher's paradise. One could probably try a new restaurant there every weekend for a year and not have to go to the same place twice. Aside from a vast variety of restaurants, the neighborhood is also perfect for pre- or post-brunch strolls, since it is so quaint, beautiful, and full of unique little stores - really, it is unlike any other area of Manhattan. A few weeks ago, Rene and I finally made it out to the new Whitney museum in the Meatpacking District, with plans to brunch at the new Jack's Wife Freda on Carmine Street after. . . .