6 years ago today, Scott and I were pinching each other under the table in a new restaurant in the middle of Chinatown, DC. We had only been really blogging for three months and had MAYBE 100 Twitter followers. The only people reading our blog were related to us by blood, and
I should have written a New Year’s post when I still had overwhelming optimism for 2020. And then there was Iran. And Australia. And Kobe & Gigi. And earthquakes in Puerto Rico. And my entire heart and soul is praying for health for a colleague and Medina friend who has been diagnosed
It’s not news that we have *somewhat* majorly fallen off the blogging train. But in our defense, our life in DC was wildly more compatible with the time necessary to run and maintain a full-time blog. In those days, our little baby, our brainchild was DC Minute. We used it as a
Call it fate, call it coincidence, or just call it sad. As I sat this morning sipping my coffee and feeling pretty content with the busy weekend and getting an extra day off from school, I scrolled leisurely down my facebook feed and stopped short at Jen Cardone’s Village Spin post (hi
My snow boy. My winter fanatic. My Christmas miracle. It’s fitting that Scott and I had our very first date on Christmas night, 2012. Since then, the season has a different meaning for us. But Scott? Scott waits with the anticipation and patience of a 5 year old for the first major
I have great friends. The best family a girl could ask for. And don’t even get me started on Scott because nothing I’ve ever done in this life is deserving of such an incredible husband. But lately, at this risk of sounding corny and ridiculous, the relationship I have with myself has
We are Scott and Al, the brains and brawn behind this blog. We've been writing for 10 years together, chronicling our adventures in DC and WNY, our love of food and drink, reinventing our farmhouse, and now our journey as new parents!