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Cheers to our epic weekend of falling asleep on the beach, of being knocked out before eight in the evening, drinking booze on mason jars, checking out at two in the morning to catch our bus, and to the bowls of gumbos, and jambalayas. 


Oh how I wish this could be my view everyday, chillin’ under the sun while sipping pinacoladas and margaritas.

Oh how I wish this could be my view everyday, chillin’ under the sun while sipping pinacoladas and margaritas.

Pensacola Beach Boardwalk

Pensacola Beach, Florida

Finally the beach trip that we’ve been waiting for. I’ve been craving for some sand, salt water, and sun. I mean Nashville is definitely hot especially this summer, but nothing beats the heat with running to the beach to cool off.

Our mini summer vacation didn’t have to be in some well-known beaches, or cities, Pensacola indeed gave us that sort of paradise, the beach wasn’t that crowded but look how beautiful it is!

We had a small dinner party at my friend’s new house, her new house was amazing! Makes me wonder when I’ll be able to have my own house too. I enjoyed the stories, the laughter, and of course nothing beats my friend’s authentic Thai food! 

Made some surprisingly delicious watermelon lemonade for our small dinner party. The best part about this is it’s easy, and you can spike it up with some vodka.

Watermelon Lemonade

One whole watermelon, preferrably seedless, cut into cubes and pureed (use food processor or blender)

Five lemons, peeled with a vegetable peeler

Two cups of sugar

Five cups of water

Half a cup of lemon juice (you can add more if you want)

1. Combine water, sugar, and lemon peels into a sauce pan, set to medium heat till sugar dissolves, and it becomes a simple lemon syrup. Add lemon juice and cool for fifteen minutes.

2. Add lemon syrup into the pureed watermelon, stir well.

3. Strain the mixture/juice into a pitcher, and voila! 

**Vodka to taste!

Easy right? A summer drink that’s refreshing, healthy, and easy!

Making Thai Tea Ice Cream

Lemons

Market Street, Charleston SC

A closer look at my antipasto: Smoked salmon with cream cheese and chives, cherry tomatoes, mozzarella and basil on top of wheat crackers, and dried apricots.

While we were having our aperitivo, I was already cooking our dinner which was creamy truffle pasta. I swore I was gonna treat myself today!

If there’s anything I learned from living in Italy (and I can tell you I’ve learned a lot!), it’s cooking and eating pasta!

My creamy truffle pasta, I made with sauteed garlic, reduced cream, tossed the spaghetti, salt and pepper, and parmesan cheese. Voila!

Looking forward to days like this again… Unfortunately, on my next day off.

It’s around five in the afternoon, and when in Italy, we’ll be having a ritual called aperitivo. This is a ‘pre-dinner drink’, and yes, you’d pair it with some antipasto.
I bended some rules here since I love Moscato, I’ll be drinking it rather than a prosecco, which I also love.

It’s around five in the afternoon, and when in Italy, we’ll be having a ritual called aperitivo. This is a ‘pre-dinner drink’, and yes, you’d pair it with some antipasto.

I bended some rules here since I love Moscato, I’ll be drinking it rather than a prosecco, which I also love.

Remember how I said I was going to treat myself on my off, a super cheat day for me! I need to sweat these out tomorrow. From our quaint garden on our backyard, we have so many fresh basil, so I decided to pick some for my bruschetta.

Did I mention I brought Moscato too? *drools*

Had lunch with my friend at Santa Fe Cattle Co. that’s just across the road from where I live. It’s my cheat day so I deserve ribs and mashed potatoes! *yummy*

Had lunch with my friend at Santa Fe Cattle Co. that’s just across the road from where I live. It’s my cheat day so I deserve ribs and mashed potatoes! *yummy*

Ready for summer! My Molly Rosewolf and New York Noir has arrived.

Ready for summer! My Molly Rosewolf and New York Noir has arrived.

It’s not a silly little moment,
It’s not the storm before the calm.
This is the deep and dying breath of
This love that we’ve been working on.

My dear,
We’re slow dancing in a burning room.