Summer is sadly winding down. So I thought I’d lift your spirits a bit by resurrecting one of my favorite seasonal cocktail recipes: the grilled strawberry bellini. Calling this a recipe is generous, as it’s stupid easy. Soak a few skewers, thread your fruit, and char it slightly over a high flame so that all those juices get muddled in your glass. … Continue Reading
Earlier this summer, Charlie was out in LA for work, and I decided to join him for a little mini vacation. We stayed at a trendy new-ish hotel called The Line in Koreatown, and spent Friday afternoon playing hookey from life and lounging by the pool.
In addition to a café called Pot, which left me confused and slightly disappointed when I flipped to the room service tab by the same name, the hotel housed Roy Choi’s restaurant Commissary. I’m a big fan of the movie Chef (duh), which Choi consulted on. But had never eaten any of his food. … Continue Reading
My cocktail game leaves a lot to be desired.
Part of the problem is that I’m dating a wine guy. And when Charlie isn’t hauling cases of rose back to his apartment (and occasionally splitting his suit pants in the process), he’s casually challenging acquaintances to homemade Old Fashioned throwdowns and brainstorming creative contents for his copper Moscow Mule cups. … Continue Reading
I’m taking a little break today from this month’s healthy hydration series to talk about something that’s a little bit more fun and hedonistic than good ole H2O: WINE.
Ever since my long, arduous month of detox, I’ve been paying a lot more attention to the quantity and quality of my vices. And one area of better boozing I’ve been particularly interested in is the new and growing world of organic wines. I’ve not only been trying to drink better wines, but also cleaner wines that are responsibly made.… Continue Reading
I discovered the beauty of kale margaritas last year at a little bar in the East Village. I love kale in pretty much anything, but had never actually used it to chase my tequila before. And three glasses in, I was definitely a fan.
The concoction not only had the added benefits of leafy greens, but it was also refreshing, not overly sweet and totally delicious. I’ve been dying to try my hand at these mean green margaritas ever since. But without a juicer to my name, it felt silly to pick up a $10 bottle of green goodness from Juice Press just to use as a mixer.… Continue Reading
Back in March, during my detox, I gave up caffeine for the month. And my relationship with coffee has never been the same.
While I probably drink just as much as I did before going off alcohol, I’ve made a conscious effort to try to only drink coffee during times of intentional hedonism or mornings of extreme desperation, like when my alcohol consumption has exceeded expectations.
Most of the time though, I love not being dependent on coffee to defog my head, even if my local hipster barista looks at me with a hint of an eye roll every time I order herbal tea out on the town.… Continue Reading
I got back from California last night and woke up today totally beat beyond belief. Maybe the numerous vineyard visits in Napa and Sonoma and the vacation diet of multiple orders of Sardine Chips at Rich Table finally caught up with me. But the last thing I would ever want to ingest right now is this grilled strawberry bellini recipe.
My return to clean eating aside, I developed this cocktail earlier in the summer for a grilling show I shot for Healthination. They were looking for easy cocktails that somehow involved the grill, and there’s nothing easier than throwing some fruit on the barbi, pouring Prosecco over it, and calling it a bellini.… Continue Reading
As you know, I’m all about finding mature twists on my childhood favorites. So you’d think by now, 6 years past my Jello-shot prime, that I’d have thought to put booze in popsicles.
But alas, it wasn’t until I came across this recipe for gluten-free margarita donuts that I started to imagine the possibilities of combining dessert and happy hour into one seamless magical sequence. And thus, Coconut Mojito Popsicles were born.
If I wasn’t old and lame, this is the type of thing I’d serve at a semi-adult pregame, to grease the wheels before tequila shots start getting poured.… Continue Reading