Helloooooooo! I’m back. You’ll never guess what happened. So I went on vacation. Those of you who are friends with me on Facebook probably saw a ton of photos from our trip to Scotland and Northern Ireland. Yes, I was there right around the vote, but no I wasn’t there for the vote. We were actually in Northern Ireland at that point. Anyway, prior to leaving on vacation, I was pretty disciplined about blogging in advance. The goal was to take some time off and not have to think about writing while I was away. The plan worked brilliantly. That is of course, until I came back.
The problem with vacations is you’re so stimulated, that you come back needing an extra vacation. For three weeks I’ve sat at my computer and stared with no motivation to put words to the screen. Things are starting to get back to normal and I promise I’ll have some pretty incredible recipes for you very soon (just because I took a break from blogging, doesn’t mean I stopped cooking!), but for now I’ll share some of my favorite scenes from Scotland.
I love Brooklyn just as much, maybe more even, than the next person, but everyone needs an escape. This week I’m up north in the Adirondacks. I had huge intentions of blogging this week, but vacation laziness has set in even after just one day. Generally it takes me a few days to really relax and get in the vacation grove, but everything here is perfect. Cold, but perfect.
Nothing like escaping the city to find the real Fall. Leaf peeping, hearty cider, pumpkin spice and maple syrup. I spend last weekend in Killington, VT with my husband and his family. We tried to enjoy the foliage, taking a gondola ride to the top of Killington Mountain, but having such little time, I felt the trip became a whirlwind of eating and drinking. Not necessarily a bad thing.
I’m back! I know, you missed me terribly. I can tell. I just know these things. If you weren’t in Long Island this past weekend, let me tell you, you REALLY missed out. Absolutely amazing fall weather. I wish I had brought a light jacket, but I survived. 70s and breezy, it was just beautiful. But you don’t want to hear about me and the weather, you want to know about the wine.
Our trip to Maine was extraordinary–food, hiking, mini golf, canoeing, wine, beer, more food. Yet, no matter how amazing a vacation might be, there’s nothing like being back home, in your own (steamy!) apartment, sleeping in your own bed. There are always things I miss about Brooklyn when I’m away…but that’s not to say I won’t miss things about Maine too.