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Jumping Off the Cliff

Here’s the thing about me; try as I might, I have a type-A personality.  Spontaneity and general risk-taking do not come naturally to me.  This penchant for order and structure has certainly served me well throughout my life and I came to accept my place in the world as a rule-follower long ago.  I created foodie-girl in 2011 with the …

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48 Hours in New York City

It is an inevitable feeling, one that leaves me all twisted up inside every time we board a plane/train/automobile and make the trek back to Louisville from wherever our travels have taken us.  I don’t want to leave.  I want to go back.  I need to go back.  This feeling was ever apparent on our recent trip to New York …

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Foodie-Girl’s Top Five Travel Planning Tips

Travel; some call it a bug, others count it as a hobby and for the truly afflicted it is an obsession.  A simple dip outside the confines of our small world can illicit whispers from across the earth, promises of discovery, enlightenment and adventure becoming louder and more demanding as your experiences grow.  This is a state I’ve found myself …

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A Napa Valley Pilgrimage

Glynnis and me at Ehlers Estate Matt and Glynnis were in the midst of a pilgrimage when Z and I met them.  Beginning in Georgia, they made their way to Miami before eventually landing in Louisville for a four year layover.  There was never a question of if they would move to Napa it was merely a matter of when. …

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48 Hours in San Francisco

Mission Dolores Park, San Francisco “This is what the term ‘melting pot’ means” I muse to Z.  We are in the process of scaling one of San Francisco’s famously steep streets, lines of cars parked perpendicular to the sidewalk, a precarious sight.  A gust of wind thrown just the right way would surely send them toppling like dominos to the …

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Leek & Potato Soup

We are sitting atop rickety wooden benches in a cozy corner of a very small, very old pub.  A fire roars to my left and I am enveloped in the laughter of my family.  We dine on a variety of traditional pub fare, swilling beer and wine to warm ourselves as snow falls gently just beyond the stone-framed windows.  We are in the tiny …

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Truffle Hunting in Istria

We were lost.  I was sure of it.  Up early and en route for our truffle hunting adventure, I had been assured by our guide that the trek from Rovinj to the small village of Vrh would take no more than an hour.  We had GPS in our rental car so I was only a little worried about loosing our way.  Blindly …

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The Old Town of Rovinj & the Magic of the Adriatic

The Old Town of Rovinj, Croatia One… Two… Three!  I am weightless and then suddenly engulfed.  A shock runs from my toes to my head, exiting through each strand of my blond hair.  I am ensconced in an emerald paradise, feeling more alive than I ever thought possible.  I emerge from the Adriatic, happy screams escaping me, echoed by the …

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48 Hours in Dallas

The Klyde Warren Park – aka the Deck Park – built over an old freeway in Uptown I take a bite and am instantly transported to a campfire, deep in the woods.  We are dining on gently roasted potatoes and hen of the woods mushrooms, both of which have been soaking up the essence of a wood-fire for what must …

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Simon’s Point, Exuma, Bahamas

Morning as seen from the porch at Simon’s Point “You know in yoga class when they tell you to close your eyes and visualize the place where you feel the most at peace?  This is my place.”  We are flying through the Bahamian waters, perched at the bow of the boat.  Maggie and I are clutching the one and only rail …