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Yoga Class Delinquent


Much needed getaway from the daily routine? Check.

Yoga class delinquent? Check.

I skipped my beginner yoga class. Again. Before you start to scold me for being a bad yoga child, see below.

Totally worth missing two out of four weeks of my eight week beginner yoga series? Check.

Beautiful view of the Annapolis harbor? Almost as healing as yoga itself.

Miguel and I wandered around town to take in the sights while visiting his brother, sister-in-law and their brand new baby.

Just my luck, a farmers’ market…

…and a Starbucks in a historic building. So cool. Perfect on this overcast autumn day which was just crisp enough to be comfortable in a light jacket.

We then stumbled upon an arts and crafts show where Miguel purchased his favorite drink as of late (Thai iced tea) and I found my sister the perfect Christmas gift. It’s a shame Miguel broke it after smacking the bag against a parking meter. Thanks again for carrying my bags, babe :).

I may have to re-gift from last year. Or steal from Miguel’s wallet. I’ll sleep on it.

After perusing and purchasing, we walked back down Main St. and spent at least a half hour in a hilarious speciality store. I really would like to post pics of the items I bought, but each person I bought them for reads this blog. Darn them for supporting me and my ramblings! Post shopping, Migs and I stopped to try a goodie at Nostalgia Cupcakes. I am on a serious mission to find a better cupcake than I’ve had at what used to be a local bakery, Susie’s Mixing Bowl. The owner of Susie’s up and left us because her husband (Mr. Susie) relocated for work. I still curse the day her baked goods disappeared from our neighborhood. I wonder if she’d be willing to divorce and return to the east coast. Hmmmm… I’ll sleep on it.

Note: I swear I’m not a horrible person. I just really like good cake. Okay, frosting too.

Back to Nostalgia Cupcakes. Good cupcakes. Not great cupcakes. I’m spoiled.

This is Miguel telling me to take a picture of the cupcake and not him. He thinks my blog friends are sick of seeing his face. I think you all are willing to put up with pics of the Peruvian. He is a partner in my adventures after all!

Wow, I took a lot of pictures of cupcakes. Miguel ordered a key lime cupcake while I ordered the “vegan” cupcake. Apparently “vegan” is a flavor now. I suggest you all demand this flavor at your next bakery stop. Delish. And even the savage carnivore didn’t have a clue it wasn’t stuffed with animal products. Impressive. 

Any of my Philly, New York or East Coast friends have any cupcake recommendations? I’m eager to try some new fabulous cupcakeries that will live up to my ridiculously high standards. Boy, does that sound intimidating. Any brave souls? 😉

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Philly. Farmers. Fork.


It’s that time again! “What time”, you say?

Time for more Philly, more food and more farmers.

Off we go…

 

Riley’s ready.

And off we venture, while taking in the sights.

Destination: Headhouse Farmers’ Market.

A small market in Philly, but one of the best I’ve visited.

We did a little perusing. I always like to view all that the market’s vendors have to offer, prior to buying any items.

 Hello, gynormous watermelon.

  

  

My boyfriend loves peppers and ultra spicy items. I was so excited when I saw this beauty — referring to the plant, of course 😉 Isn’t it so neat? I’ve never seen a pepper plant before and I just loved the various colors. Consider it purchased!

 

 I lugged the plant home, along with my other produce on my shoulder.

 

 Farm fresh eggs, peaches, a mix of baby tomatoes & pluots.

If you have not tried a pluot, please do. It’s a hybrid of a plum and an apricot.

Simply delicious.

 

After our trek to the market, we headed off to brunch at a restaurant called Fork in Old City.

 We couldn’t resist yet another wonderful Philly restaurant.

 

 

 

 

 I ordered the house-smoked salmon. Typically, I never eat bagels, but I was clearly obsessed with smoked salmon this weekend. 

Introducing the same wonderful company as last night: my older sister Hilary, Scotty Ce and my oldest sister, Missy.

 

 

 

 Aren’t they precious? Now, let’s eat! 

 

 See the fries in the middle of the table? Hil and Scotty Ce love fries.

They order them at almost every meal to share. Cute, right?

 

And so ends our wonderful weekend together.

Sisterly love in the city of brotherly love.

 

Oh, and for those of you who were wondering… Miguel loved his pepper plant 😉 

Laura and I have some exciting ideas we’re brewing up. We’ll see you soon for the unveiling!

 Clean kisses — xoxo — Natalie

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It’s a French Kind of Day


10:30am and the Philly adventures continue! We slept in. Don’t judge us – we were on vacation 🙂

      

On a leisurely walk with Riley and Hilary to my car with the intent to move it to avoid a ticket, we, ironically enough, found a ticket placed lovingly on my windshield by the local traffic cop. Happy Saturday from the Philadelphia Parking Authority! Good thing we didn’t let it ruin our day. What’s $36 anyway? Yeah, we’re cool like that.      

Off to the creperie! A good crepe and a yummy latte will band-aid anything in my book. And if they won’t, please don’t let me encounter that wound.     

Why hello, Beau Monde. So happy to meet you.      

      

What a delicious way to start off the day.    

Smoked salmon crepe w/ leeks and creme fraiche.      

      

Enjoying time spent with my best friends and my best beverage…      

      

      

Then our lovely waitress, my new favorite person, delivered the requested goods.      

 

Hilary's banana and berry sauce crepe

 

Missy's mushroom, egg and goat cheese crepe

 

My smoked salmon, leek and creme fraiche crepe

 

 Hello heaven. Goodbye heaven. It’s been real.     

     

Off to do some really important things. You know. Change the word type things. Like shopping at Anthro and visiting a farmers’ market and patisserie. My life is hard. Well, it will be next week when I continue graduate school and two jobs, among other daily life responsibilities. I’m not complaining!     

Since I’m watching every penny due to my return to school, I just took in the sights at Anthro, as well as the other two stops.     

Anthro’s decor never ceases to amaze me…     

Can I please live here?     

     

     

     

I’m feeing inspired. How about you?
Next stop: Rittenhouse Farmers’ Market.

Ry and I waited for mommy and Aunt Missy prior to heading to the market

 

The flowers were breathtaking. Please enjoy.     

     

     

     

     

     

     

Local & fresh produce, baked goods and meats:    

    

     

    

     

    

     

    

     

    

     

    

     

    

     

    

My boyfriend’s obsessed w/ meat. Seriously – he eats a pound of steak every. single. night. He’s made attempts to eat grass fed & organic. That’s why we’re dating. Ehhhh – I suppose he has a few other good traits. Sorry that my cheap self didn’t purchase the meat, Migs.    

I hope you enjoyed the picture slide show of the farmers’ market. On to Miel Patisserie, where we quenched our thirst w/ a jasmine, green tea, peach nectar iced tea.    

     

    

     

My sister Missy’s real name is Melissa. Miel means honey in French. Melissa means honey bee. One year my mother was so obsessed w/ Missy’s name that every gift Missy received had a honey bee on it. Missy didn’t care for honey bees all that much. It was funny. I suppose you had to be there.    

    

     

    

     

    

     

   

    

We chatted some more. I think this serious conversation entailed contemplation regarding Sammie Sweetheart and Ronnie’s ultra-healthy relationship on the Jersey Shore. “She didn’t look dumb… she didn’t know he was making out w/ a new girl every night after he called her the b-word and went out clubbing.” I don’t know what’s more pathetic. Young women’s lack of respect for themselves (and having it splashed all over the media), or our lack of respect for our own intellect ;).  [Speaking of women’s lack of self respect & esteem… please visit two blogs that have certainly earned my support: www.operationbeautiful.com & http://facesofbeauty.org]   

     

    

     

Poor Riley Rooter was exhausted (as were we), so we walked to Hilary’s boyfriend’s apartment to drop him off to play with his brother, Toby, who you may have met here.    

     

    

     

    

     

    

     

    

     

Tober Lobes is a cutie pie. He requested that I show you all his happy self and his new haircut. You like?    

After we put Riley to rest, we went on our way to FINALLY find Brown Betty, a popular cupcakery in Philadelphia.    

Part deux coming soon. Au revoir mes amis!    

Clean kisses – xoxo – Natalie    

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