Last weekend I went to Nashville for my friend Chelsey’s bachelorette party!! I had never been before and I was so excited to visit. We rented an awesome house on Airbnb and 13 of us girls stayed there. We divided our three days between time at the house, time spent on the crowded streets of Broadway, and East Nashville. It was a fabulous weekend. Like most bachelorette parties there is a crazy story but what is different about this one is the moment happened sober. After brunch, which we only had one beverage at this time, we were standing waiting for our Uber when my sister realized a bird pooped on my head. After laughs, being the good sister that she is, she turned and ran as fast as she could to get me some napkins. In her quick swift movement she didn’t realize the sidewalk wasn’t level and tripped and flew and fell. When we noticed we thought she was laughing but no she wasn’t laughing. She was lying still trying not to get the blood on her shirt. Four stitches later we were on our way back to the bar. Yep she’s a trooper. Safe to say the bride-to-be didn’t fall once :)
What I suggest in Nashville:
Honky Tonk Central
Acme- Get the chicken sad which soo good
Karaoke at Lonnie’s Western Room, “Total Eclipse of the Heart.” Bonnie would have been proud.
I hope everyone had a fabulous weekend! In Denver we enjoyed amazing weather and St. Patty’s day celebrations! I hosted a brunch and made irish soda bread scones, corned beef hash, and Lucky Charms rice crispy treats. And yes those are mini red solo cups we used to take our Irish car bombs with :)
It was my sister Kara’s birthday last week! Kara has always been a fan of sprinkles, from the vanilla dip donuts from Tim Horton’s that she would order by the dozen in high school to the hundred and thousand cookies she had while living in Australia. What both of these have in common is the type of sprinkles. Kara likes the round sprinkles or the more proper name is nonpareils which is French for without equal; a sprinkle fact for your day. We first went to dinner at Stoic and Genuine and then finished the night with this cake—a pistachio cake with honey and vanilla frosting. It was so good; a nutty flavor for the cake and the honey really comes through in the frosting!
Our final stop in Vietnam was Đà Nẵng. We didn’t give ourselves much time here so we didn’t really do much at all besides enjoy our hotel we were staying at. We got in around 4 pm and left at 6 am; I was serious about limited time. I wished we would have been able to do a few things like get an up close look at the Goddess of Mercy statue and visiting the Marble Mountains…but hanging out at the highest roof top pool in Vietnam, at A La Carte, wasn’t too bad (I keep reminding myself of this so I don’t get sad).
This was our final evening as a group for our trip. The next day we headed back to Hong Kong where Sarena left us to go back to the London, Phil went back to his Hong Kong life, and then back to the states for Becky and I. I fell in love with Vietnam and I can’t wait to go back.
The small white speck in the middle right of the photo is the Goddess of Mercy; the largest white marble buddha in Vietnam.
Hong Kong was not like what I had excepted. In Asia I had only been to Beijing and by default, though I know Hong Kong is not China, I associated the two. My friend I was visiting, Phil (if you are wondering why that name is familiar it is from previous posts like this one), hates when our friend group does that but it just happens. Since Phil was going to be our tour guide I didn’t do that much research so I did go there with a pretty blank mind. Well my lack of research and pal to lean on paid off becuase I really really liked Hong Kong! Phil lives in Central and really close to Lan Kwai Fong. That was the first place we went since we landed at 8 pm; after dumplings of course (Exclusive DUMPLING/Hong Kong post to come). Everyone is drinking in the streets and the energy is instense. Everyone is just having fun. We bought beers at 7-11 and joined the crowd.
The next day was a busy day. We first hiked up to Victoria Peak and had lunch up there. We went back to the apartment and changed for the evening and headed to the Ladies Market in Mong Kok by ferry. Before we went to the market we decided to get foot massages. I’m not really a fan of them. It hurt and everytime I tried to explain to the lady that it was painful she just laughed. My friend Becky, who also came to Hong Kong, said it was because she was hitting the liver point in my foot. I opted for back massages the rest of the trip. We went to markets next after more dumplings and it was great. Becky and I also had our palms read. Let’s just say I have some interesting years ahead of myself. Next stop was the Ozone Sky Bar at the Ritz Carlton which is the highest bar in the world. We each had a cocktail up there and enjoyed the lights of the city. Hong Kong is beautiful at night.
Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday, but ever since I got a nine to five job (I’m still in denial about this) taking a vaca during Thanksgiving seems to happen each year. Which makes sense though because you can get five days off for the price of two. This year I am headed to Hong Kong and Vietnam and I am so excited. With that said I was pretty bummed to miss Thanksgiving and I really wanted to host this year so I decided to have Thanksgiving at my place Halloween weekend. I was pretty pumped and really wanted to make everything. The only thing I allowed peopleto help me with was the stuffing, apps, and wine. This was also my first time making a turkey. The turkey involved the first lesson I learned; turkeys come frozen. Now that I think about how early you start seeing the turkeys in store I realize that was a pretty blonde moment but it just didn’t occur to me. Lucky enough thouhg when I was talking about cooking and that I was planning on buying the turkey the day before my friends informed me that that isn’t enough time. It was Thursday so I bought the turkey that night and it had time to defrost. Phew first dilemma avoided.
Saturday rolled around and I was in the zone. I bought all the groceries and made the pumpkin pie and pumpkin whoopie pies. I was ready. I went to bed excited for the morning.
On Sunday I got up and cleaned and got the table and living room ready. Now it was time for prep. I made the sweet potatoes in the morning and was just planning on reheating them when I pulled out the Turkey. I had the green beans cleaned and good to go.I had the apple dumplings ready to throw in the oven when we were eating, I had the brussel sprouts cleaned and I got all other prep/meals ready/cooked/ready to be cooked—I had my shit together is what I am trying to say. It was finally time to put the turkey in. I took a photo of my beautiful first turkey popped it in the oven and was ready to relax.
It had been about 45 minutes and I had turned the oven down and done the first basting when I was sitting on the couch enjoying an episode of Gilmore Girls when all of a sudden it sounded like a bomb when off and all of the electricity went out. My first thought was my oven had exploded. I walked into the kitchen and confirmed this thought was a dramatic thought since the oven and kitchen were still intact. I heard people talking outside my apartment so I slipped on my rain boots and ran out to find out what was going on. A transformer had blown and the entire apartment building was out of electricity. BUT WHAT ABOUT MY TURKEY?!?! I first called my dad and he said the electricity will probably be out for a while and it might be best to move the turkey. Then I called my sister and told her to make room I was on my way. I was still in my pj’s so I looked insane; picture me running down the street with a raw turkey, pj’s, and rain boots. It was a low point moment.
I got the turkey in their oven and thankfully the electricity came back on an hour later so it was back to the car. Thanksgiving was only an hour late and everything was fabulous.
Check out my recipes below. I highly suggest the gravy but all the recipes were fabulous!