five leaves, greenpoint

truffle french fries

chopped black kale salad with spicy anchovy dressing, aged gouda, and chopped hazelnuts

charcuterie plate with shaved fennel, olives, lavosh crackers, and mustard seeds

grass-fed beef burger with fried egg, harissa mayo, and truffle fries

Five Leaves is one of my current favorite places to eat. the menu offers E.V.E.R.Y.T.H.I.N.G i love - but with an unexpected, most-welcome twist.

black kale salad? I've had you so many times and make you at home at least three times a week, how could I be surprised? chiffonade the leaves into delicious thin ribbons and throw a little spicy harissa anchovy dressing with chopped hazelnuts in there with tangy, melt-in-your-salivating mouth slivers of aged gouda? okay five leaves, i love you already.

french fries that look oh so plain, served in an everyday white bowl that suspiciously looks like it should be serving pho not fries? just wait until that blinding, knocks you off your chair, smell of hot truffle oil hits that special spot in your brain that is reserved for truffle scent appreciation. then you'll know. this isn't your average french fry.

a burger that is about the size of your face, composed of a perfectly cooked medium-rare patty, topped with an intentionally slightly undercooked fried egg (runny egg yolk completely mandatory). option for a side salad or truffle fries you say? not even a question which you should choose.

if you haven't been. go now.

read more about it on my yelp here!


five points brunch

baked egg whites with turnip greens, red potatoes, and smoked mozzarella

american wagyu beef burger with white cheddar, red onions, and french fries

adorable american restaurant Five Points, is a great place to have a weekend brunch, when you don't want to wait an hour to get a table in this area.

plan to work off a hearty meal with some heavy duty post-brunch shopping at nearby retail therapy favorite Oak NYC on Bond Street or meander a bit further to the magical intersections of broome/greene/grand to hit up isabel marant, alexander wang, IF boutique, and the newly opened acne store.

read more about it on my yelp here!

little by little... everything carries me to you

I want you to know
one thing.

You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.

Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.

If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.

If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.

if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine

- Pablo Neruda, for Matilde.

Sharing thoughts and strengthening our friendship at a favorite neighborhood spots in NoHo, La Colombe.


birthday 5.2012

truffle cheddar pretzel from Sigmund's Pretzels at Madison Square Eats // philly cheesesteak rice ball from Arancini Bros // smoked meat sandwich from Mile End // the ace hotel // dining at the breslin // joomi lim spike ring // escapades at the standard // monstrous seafood towers, fried oyster sandwiches, and steak tartare at the dutch // where i left my heart in new york city

the nomad hotel: weekend getaway

Stepping away from the crazy chaos of the city streets into this quiet oasis of fluffy white pillows and copious amounts of champagne. The boy and I treated ourselves to a weekend of room service (from Eleven Madison Park!!) and hours upon hours of blissful napping, mixed in with random trashy-tv marathons. Staycation, you've never seemed so damn gobsmackingly wonderful until this weekend at The Nomad Hotel


grey dog on mulberry

céline sunglasses. acne silk bomber. helmut lang skirt. givenchy shoes.

Intensely missing these lazy summer afternoons with my lil' sis grabbing a late lunch at one of my favorite stops on Mulberry Street, The Grey Dog.


locanda verde brunch service

blueberry polenta muffin

bloody mary della case with italian hot peppers, mortadella

steak tartara piedmontese with hazelnuts, truffles and crispy guanciale

wood-fired uova al forno with borlotti beans, mozzarella and black tuscan kale

crispy garlic potatoes

Locanda Verde is hands down one of the best places to eat in the city. It would be a hard challenge to walk out of their doors without a big smile on your face, brought on by a belly full of delicious, comforting food. Dinner can be a challenge to get a table here so it's good to opt for an early breakfast or brunch. And all for the better because the blueberry polenta muffin is an absolute must.