November 14, 2008 In Uncategorized

Chocolate by the bald man

I think Max Brenner and I were separated at birth, so I am wondering how one of his chocolate fantasy land shops has been in NYC, and I have not heard about him or his shop until now. This place is like kryptonite for chocolate lovers. As in- you’d go weak at the knees and stare at the menu for hours trying to decide what to order, while random customers (including me) would wander around trying to actually lick the air.

There are Alice in Wonderland quotes on the website (that is a must for perusing) for that perfect match to the theme of fantasy along with e-chocolate that gets sent to you when you send them an email message. (Tell me that’s not the cutest thing you ever gotten from another website before.)
Not only do the menu selections look like they could redefine “smack yo mamma good”, but you can drink their delectable looking hot chocolate in The Hug Mug. A mug specially designed to hug with two hands while drinking, so it “creates the ultimate drinking experience of coziness warmth and fragrance.” 

Oh my god.


One way ticket to NYC please. Final destination? Chocolate Neverland.
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November 13, 2008 In Uncategorized

What Parachute?

You know those days you have when you think; What the hell should I do for the rest of my life? Well, I think that pretty much everyday. That’s why I write this blog babble. I figure at some point someone might drop me a hundred bucks, offer me a book deal/super modeling contract, or expose me as the worst writer ever. Then I could be famous or something. (Yes, laugh here) Either way I’m just putting it all out there. Why the hell not? Please. Be entertained.

Here’s an interesting little test/exercise to try when you are having one of these days. It just might revive those old thoughts you had about opening up a cupcake shop. 
Hey! Maybe that’s what I’ll do!

What color is my parachute? It depends on the day of the week. I have to keep it interesting…
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November 9, 2008 In Uncategorized

Just like on prom night


I Had a good ol’ diner breakfast at the Amphora today. A friend used to frequent this place in high school 18 years ago between parties, after prom and at all hours of the night. She said it hadn’t changed a bit. This 24/7 spot was chucked full of all the goodies you get at a diner that’s open all night, like home made pastries lining all the counters, tons of locals, a huge menu and those fabulous hideous booths and light fixtures you can’t help but love and get all nostalgic about.

YUM. French toast coated in cinnamon. Slurp it up at Amphora.
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