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I just spent my second birthday in a row on a work trip to Los Angeles. This year’s birthday maybe wasn’t quite as epic as last year’s in Disneyland with Jackie, but I’ll take it.


On Monday we had a big Zagat event in Hollywood honoring the best and brightest in the restaurant industry in Los Angeles under the age of 30. It was awesome. The two highlights for me on a personal level were the fact that I never changed into the heels that I brought and also that there was a photobooth on site with our hashtag #Zagat30under30. If you know me and you know Kelly Purkey, you know a photobooth is not something we pass up. You also might know that recently Kelly Purkey broke my heart a little bit when she moved out of New York. But a heart can be repaired. She flew into LA to meet up with me! Kelly came to the event on Monday along with Amy Tan, whom I have heard about many times and finally got to meet, and then we had a dinner reservation for some of us at Osteria Mozza on Tuesday, my actual birthday.

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And there we are in the director’s chairs when the event started winding down. And some of my favorite picks from the Photobooth:


Me, Kelly, and Amy being silly and then me and the Zagat crew below.


Good times. I ain’t mad.

Also, there were paparazzo outside Osteria Mozza when we went for my birthday dinner, and when I got inside I saw Jason Bateman, Adam Scott AND Charlize Theron. Happy birthday to ME.

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Welcome to Miami

Um… Have you been to Miami lately? My goodness.


Here’s a blackberry bourbon lemonade for ya. Yup.

I went to Miami a couple of weekends ago on a kind of late-minute vacation with my then-roommate (Lucy, I miss you!) and our friend Susan. We stayed at the new St. Regis Bal Harbour and I am officially wrecked for life. I have never stayed in so nice a hotel. Gorgeous everything and enormous space. On top of the bedroom, two bathroom areas, and walk-in closet (and two other regular closets!), we also had a beautiful porch overlooking the ocean that we maybe ate our room service breakfast on. The whole space was bigger than my entire two-bedroom Brooklyn apartment. So there’s that. If you’re reading this and thinking DANG, she’s fancy, you should know our stay was actually free. :)

Now back to the food. Yardbird Southern Table & Bar. The chef spent time working in Virginia and Lucy called it straight off the back. Said it was just like home. I said to myself I should spend more time in Virginia.



Yardbird is known for its fried chicken. And it is GOOD, my friends. As is the spicy Tobasco honey that went with it.

But my real favorite was actually Mama’s chicken biscuits.

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If I go back, I am getting these again. Fried chicken and pepper jelly (what is that? Don’t care) on a buttermilk biscuit. You may think you don’t need both the Liewellyn’s fried chicken AND the chicken biscuits but you’d be wrong. Two completely different flavors.

And how about some sweet-tea brined Southern ribs to go with that?


I never know if the meat is going to fall off the bone when I’m ordering ribs, and that’s exactly what I’m looking for. Well, these ones sure did! I could do without the chilies because I don’t LOVE the spicy but I did love everything else about these ribs.

So that’s a lot of food. I’m not even including photos of the mac ‘n’ cheese (very good!) or the greens (who needs greens?! Just kidding). And after all that food split between only three people, it may surprise you when I say this, but… we did NOT get dessert. Ribs were our dessert. So yeah, pretty dang good Southern food happening in Miami I guess!




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Here’s to 2013

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Oh look, it’s me on my phone. I’m having an identity crisis with this blog, FYI.

BUT ANYWAY. That is me texting on New Year’s Eve. While wearing a baller necklace from Kate Spade that I got for Christmas. I love Kate Spade jewelry, FYI, if you ever need to get me a gift.

Um, New Year’s Eve was fun this year. Totally a different scene from what I normally do. I love and hate New Year’s Eve at the same time because there’s so much pressure for it to be the BEST NIGHT EVER and it usually ends up being just okay.

For your reference, my past five New Year’s Eves:

2012/2013 aka The Most Recent: A relaxed dinner at Balena in Chicago with my two girls and our very favorite server, Mitch. Although, there was a solid ten minutes where Miss Kelly Purkey did not think she liked him at ALL. Then we all had some wine and relaxed. And proceeded to eat some of the best steak I’ve had in perhaps years.

2011/2012: Texas with Nora. Time in Texas was fun but the actual night where we couldn’t decide and quite frankly, didn’t know where the hell to spend the change of the year was not. We spent the whole night moving one bar to the next and saying “This isn’t it!” Woof.

2010/2011: Hudson Hotel in NYC with 15-20 of us. Actually a super fun night of dancing. I may or may not have found Nora with some random dude who was trying to pull a fast one get a hotel room for the two of them. I was Big Momma and put that nonsense to a halt. When we left the party, I did enjoy walking through Times Square after the ball dropped. The space was dead minus the confetti on the ground that a serious crew was working diligently on cleaning up. It sounds silly but it felt like magic. One of those moments you truly love New York.

2009/2010: Omg was this seriously only four years ago? My girl Abby came to town for a visit and we had terrible plans. We bought tickets (mistake number one) to some club hosting a “poker party”. There ended up being only one poker table and the space was gross. It was the biggest joke in the history of time so we left after 20 minutes to meet up with this guy I had met recently via Twitter ¬†and his friend that I did NOT like at all. Funny how things change over time as said friend was actually the one and only Tim Revell and now we are #besties.

2008/2009: Apparently this year I flew back to Detroit and a group of us got a hotel room in the D. Half of the us went to an Irish Pub and the other half had tickets for the Fillmore. Was it called the Fillmore then? Some of us (Aka Kayti Dicks and her boyfriend) forgot their IDs and never made it to the hotel or party. I was PISSED. People forgetting their IDs is one of my biggest pet peeves in life. Like, how is doing that even possible?

So ha! I am hoping that this next year I will be having another low-key New Year’s Eve or be at a party at my fabulous cousin’s apartment on the UWS.

And now it’s 2013 and things are happening. The biggest of which is Kelly Purkey has LEFT ME for Chicago. Well, she didn’t leave me specifically. But she left New York. I basically turned into a hermit crab the last few weeks she was here and by that I mean I put on this totally hard shell because at any moment I knew I could break. It’s not easy when one of your closest friends if not THE closest friend of yours in NYC for the past three years decides to ship herself away. It kind of sucks. A lot. It’s a good thing we’re both addicted to buying plane tickets and traveling because I know I will see her again very soon. It’s also very good that we’re both addicted to Gmail. And Snapchat.

mitchAnd here’s one more photo of us on New Year’s Eve. With Mitch. Haha. Here’s to 2013 and the hope that I pick up this blog again. Stay tuned.

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