Posts Tagged as ‘feta’

December 8, 2009

Yo Necesito S’more

After spending way too much time researching (read: in-depth Google-ing) the dubious existence of a Spanish translation for the term “foodie,” I’m sad to report that no such palabra exists en español. I try not to talk politics on here, but this issue must be addressed. There is currently an entire nation of foodies being [...]

November 18, 2009

Make New Friends…

Happy youknowwhatdía! La mañana de martes began as every morning does. Only a little mejor. Because, while coffee gets the day off to a good start, Godiva Chocolate Truffle Cafe gets the day off to a delectable start. For una chica who always pulls the “I’m not a chocolate person”-card, I am loving this stuff.  [...]

October 20, 2009

Tehehehini

I’ll get to that horribly cheesy title in a little—but, in the mean time, I’m sure you can guess what sesame-derived ingredient made its way into my eats yesterday. First, I wanted to thank you for all of the feedback on my first review! I can’t wait to do more because, if it’s not apparent, [...]

September 23, 2009

Crème de la Crème

First, let me start with muchos muchos gracias to all of you for lulling my popcorn-addiction fears. I’ll likely let the overconsumption run its natural course until some scientific finding advises otherwise. I kicked off Tuesday morning—a.k.a. the first day of fall!—with my favorite autumn drank—chai tea, with a little creamer & honey.       I [...]

September 18, 2009

Muffin Top Morning

Beauty can be seductive. Of this I was reminded during yesterday’s encounter with coffee art. As I creepily creatively gazed into the motions of my morning J, the enchanting swirls beckoned me to take a sooner-than-usual sip. Curious to taste the talent in the midst of its performance, I obliged. Bad call. Coffee—even the most [...]

September 17, 2009

Sarah’s Own

There once was a man named Bikram Whose practice I tried out on a whim Though I’m feeling quite sore I understand its allure For yoga’s sore beats the bore of the gym And that was my roundabout, limericky way of telling you that Wednesday morning delivered just as much soreness as Tuesday’s. And that [...]