Category Archives: West Village
Babbo
Several years ago my husband and I had dinner at Babbo a few weeks before Christmas with some friends. After that meal, we decided to make it an annual event. It has become my favorite Christmas tradition. I look forward … Continue reading
Cornelia Street Cafe
Brunch is a big deal in New York City. Everyone loves brunch: on any given Saturday or Sunday you’ll find girls in their twenties gossiping about last night’s escapades while wearing yesterday’s make-up, old men working their way through the … Continue reading
Tea and Sympathy
Some things just don’t translate. You have to experience them for yourself. Like, why you should only eat tomatoes in the summertime and never from a grocery store. Why you can catch fruit flies with amazing accuracy so long as … Continue reading
O & Co.
I have never been one of those people who likes obscure music, movies, or books. I am a mainstream kind of gal, and I certainly don’t believe that just because something becomes popular it suddenly stops being cool. Even stranger, … Continue reading
Fish
I am what you would call a red-meat-eating kind of girl. I was raised in the landlocked state of Wyoming where nearly all bodies of water were man-made. Sure, there was the occasional creek or mountain lake, but by far … Continue reading
Bangers and Mash
If you are going to cook some of those cumberland sausages you picked up from Myers of Keswick, I highly recommend you follow this recipe. I didn’t create this recipe myself – if you are going to cook some “proper” … Continue reading
Myers of Keswick
Have you ever been homesick for a place you’ve never lived? I have because I have been to Myers of Keswick. This is where all British ex-pats currently living in New York do their shopping, their eating, their mourning for … Continue reading
Florence Prime Meat Market
On quiet Jones Street in the heart of the West Village lies meat heaven. Or, more accurately, butcher heaven. You know that song, “These are a few of my favorite things” from the Sound of Music? In the song a … Continue reading
Porto Rico Importing Co.
I once received as a gift a sign bearing the picture of a smiling 1960’s housewife holding a cup of coffee which read “Coffee: You Can Sleep When You’re Dead.” I loved this sign. I thought it was so cute … Continue reading
Magnolia Bakery
I can already hear your eyes rolling, even though that is impossible. That’s how many eyes are rolling. Magnolia Bakery, situated in the heart of the West Village, has been attributed with starting the cupcake craze. True or not, many … Continue reading
Goodbye, New York 