Summer vacation has certainly been a whirlwind and I can’t believe school starts on Monday (I may or may not be internally crying because of that). But I went to Israel, which will have a blog post eventually, I moved into a new apartment in DC, and my computer broke, which is also why I haven’t been able to write much lately. The other things I’ve enjoyed this summer is food. Tons and tons of food. And one of those foods I enjoyed was a dining experience at The Capital Burge

Guess who’s back! School has ramped up in full gear and my semester is going to be a lot heavier in terms of reading and papers so just fair warning that I might not be posting as often as I have in the past. But, I will do my best to post as frequently as I can. Especially since I have so many recipes I want to share and photos sitting on my computer ready to go—just there’s no blog post written for it, which doesn’t help. Even though I’ve been swamped with work and school

What happens when two weirdos attempt to make dinner plans? We have an amazing time enjoying some amazing food, obviously. What did you think I’d say? Well it all started out a few weeks ago where I reached out to my lovely friend Mercedes, who is just a big a weirdo goofball as I am. We felt long overdue for a catch up dinner, so we initially made plans to go to Rasika over in Penn Quarter. Mercedes and I wanted Indian food and I have yet to go there. Wednesday worked f

Have you ever heard of the comedian Iliza Schlesinger? She’s brilliant and one of my favorite comedians. Her jokes are intelligent, but she loves to make fun of the stereotypical “basic” girl, which I find absolutely hilarious because I relate to them so much. One of my favorite jokes is about girls and food our eating habits. When deciding what to eat there’s always that one friend who throws out tapas as a potential food option (watch her whole segment Freezing Hot on N

You know what I find odd? When I chat with people at work, someone (including myself) remarks that we are “one day closer to the weekend.” And it dawned on me—have our work lives become so unfulfilling that we just can’t wait to get out of the office even if for just two days? A bit sad, to be honest, but understandable. Everybody really is just working for the weekend. That aside, we finally made it to the next weekend and I have a tasty brunch review for you all. Today I’m

It’s Friday Eve, people. We’re in the final stretch of the week and the weekend is so close, I can almost touch it. I don’t know about you, but this week has been unbelievably long. I guess that’s what happens when you have a short week before—it kinda throws your entire clock off. I wish I had my long weekend back. Two days just seems too short for a weekend. I find myself reminiscing about my Labor Day weekend during the day—apple picking, an extra day of sleeping in, and b

Eastern Market is my favorite place to stroll around in Washington, DC. Just give me a sunny Saturday and a crisp fall breeze; I could spend hours here. The houses alone are stunning; some of them remind me of dollhouses. Some are painted in vivid colors like pink or purple; some are rustic brick homes, and many houses have lovely front gardens with flowers and foliage in bloom. This neighborhood is something out of a movie. The residential part of Eastern Market is lovely an