A week from today, E and I and my mother and a few friends will be on a Jet Blue flight to Barbados for our “elopement light” style wedding.
Above, a shot from our wedding band shopping excursion this weekend, which was way too late to start the process. We may not have our wedding bands in time because we ordered them too late.
Guess E and I could always fashion a wedding band from a sandwich bag twistie tie, if push comes to shove.
I’m still catching my breath from a whirlwind week that included “GMA”, “Dr. Oz” and a book party. Now I’m focused on the weekend. And what sandwiches to eat during the weekend. Continue reading
I held out until the end to make the ultimate stacked sandwich—the Dagwood. Continue reading
Who eats rice cakes anymore? Anyone? Continue reading
Remember that photo shoot I mentioned earlier? I wrote about the 300’s forthcoming book, our wedding, and five sandwiches that defined our relationship in The New York Post today. Check it out!
Caviar for breakfast. It’s the Elizabeth Taylor way. Continue reading
These bad boys. These are not for your ladies who lunch. Continue reading
I used to have a French bulldog named Lucy. E hated that animal. Continue reading
I waited until the end to explore hot dogs. Continue reading