I give Scott a hard time. Truly, I do. And though I wish I could apologize, I’m not going to because what he did worked, and worked wonders. Out at dinner with friends the other night, I made a comment (in jest, mind you) about how cheesy and over the top his
When I lived in DC, I was on the hunt for the perfect guacamole. Now that we live in Western New York, I’m on the hunt for the perfect chicken wing. Last Friday night, I think I found the first contender, though I have miles to go and a few hundred wings
A few weekends ago, we braved the elements and trekked an hour southwest to East Aurora, NY for a much anticipated date night at Elm Street Bakery; long have we heard of the pastries, the pizza, and the bread. I will say this – popular opinion ruined us for the evening. It’s
Over the weekend, we celebrated 5 months on the farm. We may have celebrated too much, as we went to 4 new restaurants – but that is par for our course. While our date nights have not slowed down (a decision we are very conscious to maintain) so many aspects of our
A long time ago, people asked us when we were going to get married. And then the presumption turned to children, and so we got asked those questions, too. But ever since we moved back home, those questions have taken a back seat to the #1 question we are asked in WNY:
Here is the truth: there are some wineries that you hope you’ll like the wine just because you love the owner. And then you have to morally decide if you speak the utter truth, or you disguise your dislike so as not to devastate someone so proud of their creation. In this
We're Scott and Al.
For over a decade, we’ve been writing side by side, tracing our journey from city streets in DC to country roads in Western New York. Along the way, we’ve shared our table, our dreams, and now our hearts as new parents. This blog is where we gather it all — the flavors, the wonder, the quiet moments and beautiful chaos — embracing every minute of this wild and ordinary life.