For those who don’t know, the best ceviche comes from Peru (and I’m willing to take the flack for this very confident claim).
For those who don’t know, the best ceviche comes from Peru (and I’m willing to take the flack for this very confident claim).
There’s little appealing about a creepy crustacean landing on your plate looking just as it did in life and knowing you have to tear it apart limb by limb to partake of it. But all that aside, once you know what you’re doing and dive in fearlessly, Maryland’s Blue Crab is totally worth it.
I had never really thought much about Maryland, nor had I heard of a little waterside town, population a smidge over 1,000, called St. Michaels. But turns out the town an hour and a half from Washington, D.C. was the site of the wedding in Wedding Crashers (the crashees were married at the centuries-old Inn at Perry Cabin by Belmond) and it’s been described among the ranks of the Hamptons and Nantucket, yet without the pomp and glut of people.
About an hour and a half outside of NYC by car, Warwick is right there, but it feels like you’ve completely absconded the city grime. The low-key lake town has just what you need: water, worthy sustenance and wineries.
In Montauk, it’s all about beachy and chic. Colors are crisp and cool and outfits have that good balance of effortless and chic. Here’s some style inspiration for a trip to Montauk.
Now that I’m back to blogging, it’s time to instate some new features, one being Style Inspiration. When I travel, I want to blend in, look like I belong, and part of the fun of that for me is finding outfits that are en mode in said destination. Or buying them when I get there. So, from now on I’ll be pulling style inspiration from every place I go and rounding up the products and noting where you can find them. Next up: Montauk…stay tuned.
There’s something about the way the Northeast names its getaway spots that gives them an auto-snooty air: The Hamptons, The Berkshires, The Poconos, The Catskills. And anytime I visit a so-named spot, my West Coast friends scoff.
Halifax is used to being misunderstood. The weather is rotten, people say, and there’s also the misconception that the town’s only worthy sustenance is lobster.
Subway étiquette is a real thing. Some people follow it, some people don’t. Some people are just crazy. Even the ones who aren’t actually crazy.