Midwest Tour

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(The Wit rooftop bar where my cousins wedding was at.)

Last week I did a little midwest tour. I started in Chicago, then made my way to East Lansing, then headed to Grand Rapids, and ended the trip in good ole Lapeer Michigan. Here are pictures of some of the things I ate.

Chicago – The trip started in Chicago for my cousins wedding. The reception was held at The Wit. We ate a lovely brunch before though at a restaurant called Summer House.

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East Lansing – We got to hang in my old college stomping grounds with my mom. If you are in East Lansing for an amount of time you should make your way to Grand River. This is the Main Street that runs outside of campus. On Grand River you will find a lovely spot called the Peanut Barrel. Here they have a killer olive burger. They way to get it: on rye bread, with lettuce tomato and onions, no cheese. You heard me correctly no cheese. This might be the only item in the world that I don’t request cheese on. I’m already starting to rethink my decision…washing it down with a Michigan beer like Oberon is the icing on the cake or shall I say olive sauce on the burger.

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Grand Rapids – I made my way over to the Downtown Market. It was so cute. The cheese counter, fish counter where you can order raw oysters at their tiny three seat bar, olive oil shop, flower shop, ice cream shop, juice bar, the list goes on and on. I had a green drink because at this point in my trip it was very much needed.

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Lapeer – Visiting my dads house is all about the breakfast and happy hours on the infamous deck. My dad switched things up on me this trip and served banana and raspberry waffles versus banana pancakes. Yum!

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(Sagebrush Cantina! One of our favorite Mexican restaurants)

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End of An Era

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Anyone with a computer has a fear that it could crash and you could loose everything. What everyone who owns a computer doesn’t do is back up their computer because the idea of their computer crashing has yet to become a reality. I unfortunately learn how real your computer crashing can be two years into owning my first computer. I lost everything. When I got my new hard drive I also purchased a back up hard drive and backed up constantly.

Over the past five years of my computer running smoothly I have become more comfortable and the terrible feeling of loosing everything slipped further and further out of my mind and with it so did back up frequently. On Saturday night the fear I dreaded became a reality; I went to turn on my computer and all that would happen was a blue screen. Three Apple store visits later it is official that my hard drive has a serious failure and the only option for saving the files is a data recovery service which can cost anywhere from $200 to $1,200.

Like I mentioned before I have been backing up but I the last time was January 2nd. Luckily though this time around since I knew I had most of my files backed up I made the Apple technicians must less uncomfortable since my visits were only filled with frustration not sobs.

So my poor little MacBook is dead. My first computer. Its the end of the white-MacBook-era for me.

On a positive note I have most everything saved on the backup hard-drive/this blog/my camera. Like I said much less tears this time.

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Denver Eater: Interview with Heather McCormick from Ocean Prime

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(Photo Credit: Adam Larkey)

 On a Thursday, Friday or Saturday night through the revolving glass door of Ocean Prime on Larimer Square live music can be heard coming from the piano in the blue lounge. One thing you won’t hear though when you walk through the door is “no” because general manger Heather McCormick is there to make sure “yes” is the only answer guests get. From a passion for hospitality and a commitment to finding the best solutions to the constant challenges of the restaurant occupies on the corner of Larimer and 15th street, guests, this GM has one focus: the guest experience. Eater had a chance to sit down with her and talk everything from getting a seat at the restaurant to plating fried oreos.

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Food and Drinks in Santa Barbara

This past weekend I went to Santa Barbara for my friend Haley’s wedding. I met Haley studying abroad in Greece and her wedding was basically a reunion for a few of my Greece friends and myself. I was obviously so excited to go to the wedding, be in Santa Barbara, and see my friends, but I was also excited to try In-N-Out for my first time. It was the perfect welcome-to-California burger. I was a little surprised by the animal sauce though. It wasn’t as “saucy” as I imagined if that makes sense; maybe they just didn’t put enough on my burger? With that said though it was a very good burger.

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The wedding was amazing! The cocktail hour was overlooking the water and the bride was stunning. We even got a shout out from the father of the bride during his speech; “Michigan Girls” that is us. We felt so special we all shouted and put up our arms—unplanned. Its fair to say we all think the same crazy way.

Below are the rest of the pictures from the trip. Pictures of brunch and bottomless mimosas, the WEDDING!!!!, biking on the water, and some food. I kept just diving into each meal and forgetting to take a picture till basically the plate was empty.

Brunch at State and Fig

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Drinks and dinner at the Boathouse of Hendry’s Beach

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Scallops on the half shell

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How everyone felt at the end of the weekend.

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Sneak Preview – Chef

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Last night I was invited to a advance screening of the movie “Chef” with Denver Eater. I went in with biased thoughts on the film because I figured I would love any movie that had a plot based around food; I was correct the movie was fabulous. It was witty, creative, fun and heartwarming. Between comments like “amuse-douche” and the relationship between Jon Favreau and his son played by Emjay Anthony, the writer, Favreau, had me actually laughing out loud. When this movie hits your town I say immediately go see it. Oh and make sure you have a reservation at your favorite restaurant immediately following because trust me you will be hungry.

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Denver Eater: Interview with Brian Rossi from Adelitas Cocina y Cantina

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Adelitas Cocina y Cantina the restaurant named after a strong female warrior, turned one on April 29. Co-owner and manager, Brian Rossi, took over a space that was home to three different restaurants in two years and managed to shape Adelitas into a Mexican restaurant that is thriving twelve months in. In the kitchen Silvia Ayala, the main female soldadera or soldier, whips ups creations from family recipes from her hometown of Michoacán, Mexico. Her unique recipes give this restaurant the edge to compete against the other Mexican restaurants in the area.

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A Time For Firsts

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MGM Pool Party – AfroJack

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 The Bride!

This past weekend I experienced a few “firsts.” The first of the firsts was Vegas. One of my friends bachelorette party was in Las Vegas. I was so excited to experience the crazy party city! But what I decided to do, instead of what my smart sister decided to do, was fly standby. The night before I checked the listings and my fear was confirmed; none of the flights going or returning looked good. Awesome. I called my dad and discussed all my options. I was flying through Salt Lake City so maybe I could take the bus or maybe I could rent a car and drive. Both of those options would not get me to Vegas in time for the pool party we were scheduled for on Saturday so those were out. We finally decided we will just see what happens that morning and say a little prayer that the the standby gods show me a little sympathy.

I wake up at 3 am for my flight and feel good. I get ready and drive to the airport. I get through the airport and then what do I see? My flight is delayed for an hour and twenty minutes. Just enough time for me to miss my connection in Salt Lake City which was the only flight that day that looked good. Once again awesome.

I get to Salt Lake City 30 minutes after the flight I would have gotten on leaves. So I start the waiting process. The 11:01 am flight roles around. I am 15th on the list. Everyone but me and the standby person ahead of me get on. Next flight is 2:09 pm, getting me in at 2:39 pm. Which isn’t too bad, still plenty of pool time. I am 28th on the list and I get on. That is the name of the game, you don’t know what is going to happen till the plane door closes.

Vegas was amazing and crazy at the same time. I did make it to the pool party and it was so much fun. Unfortunately my sister who had bought her ticket who arrived at 9 am had already left the pool, not by choice, for “sleeping” (sleeping is code for something else if you catch my drift) but the bride was roaring to go and it was a blast.

Fast forward through dinner, clubbing, and 19 hours later you find me back at the Las Vegas airport trying for the 10:55 am flight. I somehow get lost in the airport because I couldn’t find the D Gates security entrance. If you are nice enough to the TSA though, they will escort you through the C Gate security and then through the locked door to get on the tram. Lets just say I was struggling. Keep fast forwarding through the day and you will see me sitting at multiple different D gates for the 10:55 am flight, the 1:57 pm flight, the 4:45 pm flight and then finally at the 6:36 pm flight that I shockingly got on. What wasn’t good about me getting on that last flight though was that it missed the last flight to Denver so I was stuck in Salt Lake City. Which is probably the most opposite city of Las Vegas.

Normal me would 100 percent just sleep on the airport floor, but apparently I have changed and I am still trying to deal with this change even as I write this post. I…bought…a hotel room. The second first. Does this mean I am old? That I am a mature adult? AHHHH. I don’t know what it means but I will say I felt great the next morning.

I finally got on the third flight out on Monday and made it to work in Denver only three hours late. So 30 hours in the airport for 19 hours in Vegas…totally worth it!

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