You Had Me At…Artichokes!

Now, I feel like you might be reading this title thinking, um..artichokes, what is soo special about artichokes?

Well, I felt similarly until I had Roman artichokes (or as they call them, carciofi). Slightly fried, extra crispy with tons of flavor. Even better with a splash of a light white wine!

If you can’t make it all the way to Rome for a good artichoke, my favorite place in the states is at the Houston/Hillstone restaurants that are both coasts! Artichokes are seasonal, so they sometimes don’t have them on the menu, but always worth an ask 🙂

Houston’s Locations

Hillstone’s Locations

You Had Me At…Flower Picking

When I am back in Philadelphia, one of my favorite places to go in the summer is Maple Acres. I found out about Maple Acres after complimenting my mother’s beautiful floral arrangement on our dining room table. She said that she had hand picked the bouquet at a little farm in Plymouth, PA. The next day we checked it out together.

Maple Acres Farm Website

You Had Me At…Tacos

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People go back and forth about the differences between the east and west coasts. For me, the most noticeable difference is the Mexican food. Growing up in California, I am quite picky about my Mexican food. It was not until I finally tried Los Tacos No. 1 in New York’s Chelsea Market that I thought my tacos would be a plane flight away.  The tacos here are definitely worth making your way amongst the crowds in the Chelsea Market.


Los Tacos No 1 Website
Los Tacos Instagram

You Had Me At…Cabana

Summertime and the livin’ is easy (….well, when you are using your paid time off days…)!

I would do anything to transport myself back to the Lido in Venice right now–sitting in a beach cabana and sipping a Campari soda. A trip to the Excelsior Hotel on the island is necessary. If you’re in need a beach vacation, I highly recommend!

 

Hotel Excelsior Website

You Had Me At… Breakfast Pizza

Whenever I go back to San Francisco, without fail, my first stop is Rose’s Cafe. Now there are a lot of reasons I love Rose’s. When I walk in, not only do I get a sense of nostalgia as it was “our family spot,” but also salivate at the smell of fresh roasted coffee and wood burning oven.

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This is the real reason I keep going back… Rose’s Breakfast Pizza (eggs scrambled, not fried.)

http://rosescafesf.com