Photo Diary: Indihop

Jul 31, 2015

The Grove + Cherokee Street, and a (free!) shuttle to boot? That, my friends is Indihop, a fifty four stop (we made it to twenty seven, which is plenty) beer tasting tour unlike any other. 



Rocking wedges on a walking tour was the worst idea I've had to date. 

Also, blisters.





Twas rainy, but not enough for vanity to go completely out the window, Nice gesture though.


Michelle and Mark posed themselves.


Twice.


One stop was next to a bakery. We all know I stopped for snacks.


Checking stops off the list.


So. Much. Beer.


Happy Saturday, indeed.


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A Few Of My Favorites (May) Edition

Jul 29, 2015

food + drink


Breakfast and (impromptu) antiquing with Ginger, Carryout from Lona's Lil Eats, Freida's Vegan grilled cheese and peanut butter cup, Food Truck Friday (I never tire of LuLu's sweet potato burger), repeat trips to Clementines, breakfast Southwest Diner, Post swap meet feasting at Rooster, cocktails with Amie, and the perfect french toast special at Winslow's Home.

From my kitchen: shake shack burgers (more soon!), white twice baked potatoes (used gruyere, so good!), chicken lady chicken, summer cake, salted caramel cake,  and rosemary crisps.

music


Take You There (feat. Kiesza) Missy Elliot Remix

tv



books


Read my thoughts, here.

memories


Finally braving a level 2 hot yoga class, making progress in physical therapy, spending Mother's Day with both our mommas, traveling to Denver, Interpol concert, Memorial BBQ and Cardinals game (replete with soft serve), running the Ferguson 5k with friends, the perfect girls night out at the History Museum, a weekend road trip of debauchery in Nashville, crashing my moms girls night pedicures, STL Swap Meet (so awesome), seeing Tv on the Radio in concert and Indihop.


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Fiesta, Fiesta

Jul 24, 2015

When our friend enlisted help to plan her husband's (surprise) birthday, I knew just what to do. 

Host at our house, cooking up all the spoils from my vegan cooking class, because they are vegetarian, and I'm a genius. Plus the recipes had laid dormant in my pile o' recipes since said class. 

Details.


Do you grocery shop at 9p sweaty (no doubt smelly) from the gym, sending your friend selfies? 

 Yeah, me neither...


We were in search of Cointreau (mar-ga-ritas!), but because of the above selfie shenanigans my phone died mid send. So yours truly bought the family sized bottle, like a winner. 

Side note: Family sized was excessive, but(!) my Chantilly Cream has never tasted better. So really it was brilliant.


Enchiladas, two ways. 








For dessert, chocolate cake

And, because I don't comprehend portion control, leaving Mark to lament, out loud "how many people are we feeding?!", everyone went home with leftovers in the form of full meals. Our guest of honor was surprised, there were copious amounts of hearty belly laughs, and, duh --  margaritas.


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Photo Diary: Denver

Jul 22, 2015

Sometimes, my career takes me to a new city I've never explored and I get all kinds of excited. I'd been to Denver a few years back for a conference, but we all car pooled, thus eliminating the option to explore, solo.  So this time round I made it a point to get out and see the city during every moment of free time, and by golly, I'm ready to make a return trip now.


 PT supplies, snacks, ipad, sunglasses, eye drops (my eyes dry so much on flights), face wipes (recycled plan air = oily skin), emergen C (to keep my immune system top notch while traveling).


Pre-travel ritual


Next stop, Denver


Views from my hotel room



Dreaming of a rainfall shower at home. 

Mark, I'm talking to you. #happywifehappylife



The above bed art was incredible 



As were the built in chargers on the side.


Put my Class Pass (its FREE to use in other cities internationally!) to good use and hit a yoga class in Cherry Creek.  It was just what I needed.


Rental = monster


It had a back up camera which was key in my parking. I didn't hit anything! 

Hallelujah.








I really wanted to trail run through the park, but was alone and thought with my directional skills it'd spell disaster, so I drove the park, stopping along the way to snap photos. 


Souvenir for Mark. And myself. Duh.


Both flights were excessively(!) delayed, leaving the sourest of distaste for United Air. The only (semi) silver lining was seeing Bill Rancic at Lambert airport


Have you ever been to Denver?


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