Apparently the five-dollar bottles of Andre we’ve been drinking every game day and Sunday Funday for the past four years is actually NOT champagne. Shocking, I know. A little fun fact: a bottle of bubbly can technically only be called champagne if it is produced in the Champagne region of France and meets some strict standards. Consider everything else “sparkling wine” or “prosecco”. But in all honesty, I never cared where it came from as long as it filled my mimosa glass. Sorry, bank account, but gone are the days of champagne ignorant bliss. Thanks to a recent trip to Epernay, France, we got a little taste of life in the French countryside and lots of tastes of true champagne!
I’ve said it once, and I’ll say it again: puff pastry is where. it’s. at. You know how they say a good, simple piece of your wardrobe can be easily dressed up with a statement necklace? Yeah, you can do that with puff pastry and olives and cheese. Fashion/food – same rules, right? Sure.
These pinwheels are absolutely delicious and are a great party food. Having a football watch party? Serve these. Dinner party? Perfect hors d’oeuvre. Party for one? Yep, got you covered, just add wine. [Read more…]
Last week, we loaded me, Lexi, my mom, dad, and grandma in my mom’s tiny two-door car and headed for an hour drive to Heidelberg. We’ll skip over the panic attacks that almost ensued on the ride due to claustrophobia.
We’ve always heard wonderful things of Heidelberg – it’s a typical German town, has one of the oldest universities (est. in 1386), and, of course, has a beautiful castle. Are you really in a European, especially German, town if there’s not a castle? I’m convinced not.
We had a great time, even though we were only there for short day trip. Maybe the delicious gelato had something to do with it (probably, most definitely).
We recommend visiting if you have the time – there are plenty of cafes, restaurants, sweet shops, and castles to keep you entertained. Not to mention, it’s absolutely beautiful. Here are some pics from our short adventure!
I would be totally, completely, 100% content if it was summer year-round. I would even settle for six months of summer. That would allow enough time for one snowfall, a few nights that require the fireplace, and enough chances to rock scarves and sweaters. But ideally, summer is my season. I attribute it to a combo of the weather and the food. Warm sunshine (sometimes unbearably hot rays in Texas) and my favorite- the bright, refreshing flavors of sweet fruit. So, with fall approaching, we needed to squeeze out the last bit of summer by baking up a classic berry pie. [Read more…]
Guten tag, y’all! For those of you who don’t know, Lexi and I arrived in Germany and figured we’d give a little update on what we’re doing, why we’re here, and how long we’ll be across the pond. Also – apologies for the absence on the blog. We’ve been switching our hosting site, trying to transfer our domain name, attempting to write HTML/CSS code… and I don’t even know what any of that actually means. But, we’re back!
Long story short, our parents moved to Bad Homburg almost a year ago for our dad’s job. Bad Homburg is on the outskirts of Frankfurt, so, it’s essentially a ‘burb. Frankfurt is more of a metropolitan city, while Bad Homburg maintained more of the old-world German charm post-WWII. For the past 11 months while our parents have constantly been doing cooler things than me and Lexi (traveling, drinking beer, traveling some more) Lexi and I were doing boring adult things in the States: I finally graduated with my master’s in strategic communication, and Lex got her bachelor’s in public relations.
We knew we wanted the opportunity to come abroad and visit our parents for a little, so we decided to opt for summer internships in Dallas. I spent the past few months at a wonderful global public relations firm, and Lexi at a boutique firm. We also spent the summer living as “modern nomads” – we didn’t have a place to rightfully call our own, I pretty much constantly lived out of a suitcase, and we relied on a few wonderful people to put a roof over our heads. It was sometimes chaotic, but great all the same.
In May, we planned to come over at the end of August when our internships were over. However, Lexi was offered an extended internship, and I a full-time job at our respective firms. Lexi respectfully declined, but I really struggled with the decision. I absolutely loved where I was, and I don’t know many of my friends the same age who can say that. Also – hello, I’m about to be 25, I have two degrees, I need a steady income and a career. But, that meant no Eurotrip, but not only that, I didn’t know when I would see my parents again. After much deliberation and some margaritas, I decided it was best to respectfully decline. Hence, why I’m up jet lagged at 4:30 am in my parents’ basement writing this on my iPad.
We’re trying to take full advantage of this opportunity while we have it. I would have never imagined last year that I would be here now, in my parents’ new place in Germany. Traveling is something I have become so passionate about because it truly allows you to grow and become a better person through the opportunity to experience different cultures.
I know I’ll have to come back to reality sometime soon and get a job and a 401k, but right now, this is my reality, and you won’t hear me complaining one bit – except for missing college football and queso.
This might sound weird (it definitely does), but Lexi and I really want to like bourbon. It seems like such a cool and sophisticated thing to drink, but at least for me, I physically cannot do it. Not for me. So, I decided to ease into bourbon by putting it in hot fudge on top of ice cream on top of a brownie..because, that’s a totally logical way to make yourself like bourbon, duh.
But really, this turned out absolutely delicious. You could put this hot fudge sauce on tons of desserts – I actually mixed some in with a milkshake and it was delicious, but photographed horribly. Bummer. But the hot fudge is on. point.
As Lexi and I get ready for our Euro trip on Sunday, we’ve been trying to kick things into high gear and pack, but all I’ve really done is eat a lot of Mexican food and walk around Nordstrom and Target. You know, for future memories, when I get Target-and-Mexican-food-sick (it’s a real thing, might be worse than homesick).
So, I decided to write this carry-on essentials post. I hope it helps someone some day pack for a future trip (when hopefully one day more people than just my mom are reading this), but I’m actually doing this for selfish reasons – so I can get organized and figure out what the heck I’m taking with me.
“If you liked it then you shoulda put an egg on it” – Beyonce
I recently got back from an amazing trip to New England and Montréal, and before I even left Montréal, I was thinking about how/when I could get up there again. Lexi and I have always had a weird fascination with Canada, even though we’d only spent a day in Victoria, B.C. before. But after spending four days in Montréal, Quebec, my fascination was validated. (Like, I loved it so much I spent a solid two days after returning to the States looking for jobs in Montréal.)
We had the absolute pleasure of attending The Hundred Event this past weekend, and just have to give y’all the low-down. The weekend served as conference for bloggers, e-business owners, writers, and anyone looking to expand their reach across the ever-growing social media and online network. It was three days of fun activities, delicious food, and chatting with new friends. Oh, and we learned along the way too, of course.
|Photo // Awake Photography|
Since we’re relatively new to this whole blogosphere, the intimate and laid-back nature of The Hundred was a perfect intro to the conference experience. The event was hosted by four fabulous bloggers, Grace, Bridget, Megan, and Lauren, and took place at the luxurious Warwick Melrose Hotel. Now, although Kelsie and I do technically live in Dallas…how could we not stay at the Warwick? A beautiful hotel + prime location = mandatory staycation. So glad we did too, we were impressed. Maybe the dirty martinis at The Library Bar influenced our opinion, but what can I say, we’re suckers for a good dirty. [Read more…]