Though the Jazz Age continued it became less and less an affair of youth. The sequel was like a children’s party taken over by the elders.
I usually base my week’s dinner menu on what’s in season. I mean, it only makes sense.
If it’s in season, it’s in abundance; if it’s in abundance, it’s usually cheaper; if it’s cheaper, I’m happier.
I love Fresh Direct because they have Seasonal Sales (dubbed President’s Picks). A couple of weeks ago, their Wild Alaskan Sockeye Salmon was on sale so of course, I picked up a couple of fillets. I mean, look at it! How can you resist that bright red hue?!
Recipe after the jump.
This past weekend, le boyfriend bought me a bouquet of sunflowers. Now, I know this is going to come as a surprise but
1- I don’t have a favorite flower (I don’t have a lot of favorite anything.)
2- I don’t know how to properly arrange flowers. In fact, I suck at it.
I tried to cut the stems short to try and fit them in a round fishbowl but it just wasn’t working out. I felt horrible about ruining them so instead of sticking all of them in one vase, I took a whole bunch of my Double Old-Fashioned glasses and stuck one giant sunflower in each. I then spread them around the entire apartment. They look so cheery!
Two days ago was National Thrift Shop Day. To honor it, I’ve also posted photos of my two most recent buys, both from separate occasions.
I never wanted this blog to be personal. It was meant to be a medium for me to share photos of outfits, shopping hoards, and weekend excursions; it was always meant to be superficial and will continue to be. However, I would like to acknowledge my grandfather. He helped raise me and his influence on who I am as a person is more than anybody could imagine. To not say something about his passing wouldn’t feel right.
“Never say goodbye because goodbye means going away and going away means forgetting.”
― J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan
Until we see each other again, Daddy Dabs.
Yes. We saw all of this in one day. I can’t believe it either.
This was one of my favorite days spent in Barcelona. It was insanely busy but I enjoyed it nonetheless. The only thing is that I wish we could have spent more time at Park Güell. That and have a bigger stomach so I could have gorged more at Quimet y Quimet.