December 13, 2017 § Leave a comment
After our shopping expedition in Woodstock, we drove farther northwest to the town of Roxbury, where J had found what is probably the most interesting hotel in the country.
The Roxbury is a boutique hotel in the Catskills with 20+ rooms, each inspired by a movie or TV reference from the ’60s and ’70s. The rooms are decorated with a level of detail bordering on insane. We looked at some TripAdvisor photos the night before and really weren’t sure what to expect — the kitschiness could either be really cool or really gross.
The property doesn’t look like much from the outside, but the lime green doors and decorations on the porch hint at the spectacle inside. We got a taste of it from checking out the reception bathroom:
Where do you even get a sink like that??
Our room wasn’t ready when we arrived, so we wandered around the patio and made our way over to the spa lounge. Every inch was a celebration of sparkle or color or both.
December 2, 2017 § Leave a comment
For Thanksgiving this year, J decided to book a surprise trip for us (I knew we were going, just not where). It was a short vacation — just two nights — but we made the most of our time.
We left early Thursday morning and started driving north. Along the way, we stopped at Jorge’s Kitchen for breakfast. The place looked like the inside of a gas station, but more spacious (and much cleaner) with some actual seating.
There were fridges full of drinks and racks of chips, but there was also a menu full of sandwiches, and we saw signs for pizza and wings. Our breakfast sandwiches were hearty and delicious.
After a bit more driving, we finally made it to Hotel Dylan, a cute boutique hotel in Woodstock that embraces the iconic music festival, but with a cute hipster aesthetic.
June 8, 2017 § 1 Comment
After our hike through the Buttermilk Falls gorge, we cleaned up and went to what is arguably Ithaca’s nicest restaurant: The Heights.
Well, I thought it was a really nice restaurant — J said that’s where a lot of big law firm dinners took place when he was in school at Cornell, and the interior was definitely upscale for the town — but the young woman seated next to me at dinner was wearing a baggy hoodie, shorts and sandals, so who knows. And our (VERY STRONG) cocktails were served in mason jars, which I thought was a strange choice.
Our appetizers were pretty good (carrots and Brussels for me, chicken liver for J), but my entree was … not. I wanted to order the regular grilled swordfish, since it’s not an option I see often, but there was another swordfish special for the night so I opted for that one.
My mistake. It came with two giant hunks of swordfish, one big scallop, a slice of sweet potato, some smoked pork and some low-quality salmon tartare. Plus a bit of vinegary salad on the side.
The dish had no cohesion whatsoever! Who would pair chopped salmon with grilled swordfish and pork jerky?? Why did I order this??? The swordfish pieces were so big that they were inevitably dry and not very fun to eat. At least my chocolate souffle dessert was good.
We ended the night at K-House, which was very exciting for both of us as we hadn’t been to karaoke in months. Love that place.
Saturday morning was farmers market time! We filled up on breakfast burritos, hot apple cider, mini pies and some very pretty but bland rice pudding.
June 6, 2017 § 2 Comments
After some shenanigans involving an expired passport, J and I canceled our planned trip to Iceland and instead took a very last-minute road trip to Ithaca, NY. Both destinations have plenty of waterfalls — no big difference, right? Haha ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
We stayed in our usual place, the Statler Hotel on the Cornell campus. It was hopping with graduation activities for Ithaca College.
Dinner the first night was at Gola Osteria, which could be described as an Italian speakeasy restaurant as it’s located in the back of a random apartment building. You’ll know you’re in the right place when you see the big fish sculpture.
From there, buzz in and go down the creepy hallway (why all the railing??) until you reach the nondescript entrance. The interior was quite nice and looked like a totally normal restaurant setting. We couldn’t figure out why the owners would occupy a random space like this other than really cheap rent, maybe?
April 7, 2017 § Leave a comment
Almost every time J and I go to Las Vegas, our first dinner is always at Kabuto Edomae Sushi. There’s already plenty of literature on why it’s a fantastic restaurant, so I won’t elaborate, but we’ve always enjoyed our meals here, and the price is really good for the quality, especially compared to similar places in NYC.
This time, though, I was accompanied by the burden of guilt. I had just read this fascinating and compelling article about endangered bluefin tuna, and I knew it was definitely going to show up more than once in the omakase. But I wanted to do my small part as a consumer and stop eating bluefin. So I had to steel my resolve before going so as not to chicken out. Think of the poor tuna!
It was mostly that I didn’t want to create a fuss at one of our favorite sushi restaurants. I don’t actually like tuna that much. Yes, fatty pieces of chutoro and otoro are objectively delicious, but I actually prefer leaner cuts of meat in general, and that includes tuna. I want to taste the flesh, not just fat. (I realize I’m definitely in the minority on this.) And when it comes to any kind of tuna, it’s just not as high on my list of loves as other things like giant clam, squid or amberjack.
February 6, 2017 § 1 Comment
On a whim, J and I decided to spend the weekend upstate yet again, this time in Hudson, NY. Someone in a travel writing class I took wrote about this cute little town, and I’ve been intrigued ever since.
We left early Saturday morning and arrived just in time for our couples massage at Bodhi Holistic Spa, a relaxing treat after the two-hour drive.
It was a cozy day spa with a salon and yoga studio on the first floor. The spa on the second floor still looked like the home from which it had likely been converted. Our light-filled room was inside the bay windows just above the storefront, and the setup was simple — the beds weren’t even heated, which meant I was cold the entire time but tried not to complain about it.
After our 60-minute massage, we got 15 minutes in the sauna, which was this small wardrobe-sized thing:
Looks weird, but it was cute and provided a pretty decent sauna experience.
I was famished at this point, so for lunch we went to Li’l Deb’s Oasis, chosen because it looked like the most interesting menu in town. Upon arrival, our waitress (who clearly was one of the owners) informed us that the main restaurant — still a bit new — wasn’t doing lunch service yet, so a couple of local Latina women were in charge of a short menu of pupusas for the lunch crowd. “They sent me over because they’re shy about speaking English,” she said. How endearing!
Li’l Deb’s didn’t look like much from the outside, but the inside was a celebration of pastel Caribbean shabby-chic. It was delightful and inviting.
January 3, 2017 § 2 Comments
For New Year’s weekend, we decided to leave town for two nights on a short road trip. As this was planned rather last minute and we wanted to venture off the beaten path (AKA avoid going to another big city), our destinations ended up being pretty random. But we found some gems along the way and ultimately had a romantic and relaxing retreat.
On Saturday morning, we drove 1.5 hours from Manhattan to Cedar Lakes Estate just outside Port Jervis, a town right on the tri-state (NY/NJ/PA) border.
The 500-acre property and its collection of cabins look gorgeous in the summertime photos on its site — I can see why it’s popular for weddings — but it was a different story in winter. The place was deserted. Well, there were cars parked around, but nobody was in the office, and when we called, the manager said she would send housekeeping to our cabin within the hour. (To be fair, we arrived pretty early.)
None of these are complaints, just things that surprised us as part of our first-time cabin-staying experience. Instead of a standard check-in or checkout, the housekeeper left the key in the cabin with the door unlocked, and we left it the same way upon leaving the next day. Super casual.
We stayed in Garden Suite #7 (the middle one above), which was gorgeously decorated in bright whites, including a gleaming white Smeg fridge in the kitchen. We were suitably impressed — everything looked very clean and new. There were also two other beds in a separate room, though I’m not sure how six people would share the space given there were only two chairs at the kitchen table, haha.