tonight i was in a southern food kind of mood, so i whipped up some classic shrimp and grits with okra for phillip and me. this recipe by bobby flay of the food network is simple and tastes like something you might get at your favorite local restaurant. i didn’t have stone-ground grits, so i cooked up instant grits, timing it just right with the shrimp and okra. and if i’m going to tell you one thing about this recipe, it’s that it wouldn’t be anything without the six chopped up pieces of bacon. their salty nature is perfectly with the creamy, cheesy grits. this one’s a keeper, for sure!
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krog street market – atlanta, ga
it has felt like eons since we did an official restaurant review, so i promised myself i wouldn’t go two months into the year without changing that fact. last wednesday kyle, kari, phillip, and i carpooled to the southeastern part of town to check out krog street market.
since it was the first time there for kari and i, we didn’t quite know where to start. so, we let the experienced boys lead us on a loop of the place to check everything out. this development has been around for a little while now and whoa! it’s obvious why people all over town love it. it kind of feels like a grown-up food court where you can pick from several types of cuisine depending on your preference that day. there are also tons of store fronts for local artisans who are selling anything from dog treats to handmade soaps. there’s even an adult beverage shop right next to the bar where you can go to get away from work, life, the kids, whatever it may be! if you’re a small business supporter, krog street market is the place for you.
i had been craving greek food for a while and finding yalla! online is what actually led us here. kari was on board for greek as well, but phillip and kyle wandered elsewhere for their meal. the yalla! stall is very inviting if you ask me, and i guess other people felt so, too, because there was a little bit of a line. kari grabbed us a couple menus and we joined them.
the yalla! menu is perfect because one side has all the menu options and the other has a little glossary of terms for you to ensure you are ordering something you will fully enjoy. although i had been coming in completely convinced i was in the mood for lamb, my mind changed the second i saw falafel as an option. done and done!
as we waited patiently, we both liked the fact that you get to watch as the chefs make your meal. they take care with each dish, treating food like the form of art i truly feel it is. as our orders approached, we heard one of the line cooks call out a lamb laffa. we both looked at the tray in amazement. the laffa is massive! it’s a humongous flatbread that’s used as a sandwich wrap. kari and i were both convinced the laffa is something you can easily share between a couple people. it looked filling and delicious!
after retrieving our orders, we found the boys had done the favor of finding some seats for us. to give to that “community” feel, krog street market has long tables perfectly designed to encourage conversation among groups. this layout also obviously lends greatly to some stellar observing and people watching. i bet it was intentional; what do you think? 😉

hungry boys!
february 16th – nyc
our last day in new york begrudgingly arrived tuesday morning as natalie woke and headed to the office and phillip and i packed a bag for the day and got things going, too. now, even though we might have been sad that our last day was upon us, we were getting excited for what the day held. what did we end up doing? well, for starters we went to piers 92 and 94 on the hudson river to watch the day two breed judging for the westminster kennel club dog show!

happy anniversary!
for those of you not familiar with the process, in the morning before each evening show, each breed is judged individually and the best of the breed is selected. so for example, the golden retrievers are in the sporting group. now, only one golden retriever is shown in the evening, so they have to pick the best out of the bunch. how many goldens, you ask? how about 50! yes, folks. there were 50 golden retrievers being judged tuesday morning, and since phillip and i are both golden lovers, that’s exactly where you would have found us.
now, before the pups are judged they have to get all dolled up. one of the coolest things about westminster is that you get to go into the benching area where the dogs are chilling out and getting groomed. after receiving our wristbands, i led phillip over to the benching area for the sporting group and i think he stopped dead in his tracks when he saw all the goldens. these sweet faces are just irresistible! now, i urge you. no, i implore you! please scroll through the album of golden retriever photos we captured.
got your fill of goldens? i thought you might! now that their coats are glistening and smiles ready, it’s time to be judged! over in ring 10 is where all the goldens were being judged, so phillip and i snagged a couple seats so that we wouldn’t miss a thing.
the judge brought anywhere between 10 and 20 goldens into the ring at a time, which gave me the perfect opportunity to take even more pictures!
we eventually got our dose of goldens for the day, but before leaving for the afternoon we moseyed along the aisles to check out all the other dogs. i think something that always amazes me is how much stuff it takes to get these pooches ready. hair dryers, nail clippers, product. you name it, they have it. regular pampering sounds like a pretty blissful life, doesn’t it?
we saw a couple great danes, the gentle giants they are. this breed always brings a grin to my face when i see them, and this fellow was no exception.

look at that face!
and then right before we exited we found the vizslas! phillip’s sister emily has a sweet vizsla named brandy and we couldn’t leave without sending her some pictures. the one of phillip getting kisses is my favorite. 🙂
february 15th – nyc
monday in new york arrived a little quicker than we probably would have liked because monday meant we were halfway through our trip – oh no! well, even though we’d spent the last couple of days lounging in bed until the early afternoon, we couldn’t allow ourselves to just sit around on our hands three days in a row. no, sir! not while in new york! so phillip and i bid au revoir to natalie for the morning and, you guessed it, hit up hot & crusty for more bagels! i think at this point our bagel count was nearing ten. um, should we be embarrassed? wait, on second thought, let’s all keep our comments to ourselves regarding our bagel consumption on this trip. yes, i think it’s safer that way and at the end of the day we’ll all still be friends. 🙂
we ordered more fresh baked bagels and hot coffee and, because we couldn’t resist, a boulder-sized chocolate, chocolate chip muffin. well, if we’re gonna be bad, we may as well do it right! phillip and i leisurely munched on our treats at a table inside as we people watched all the locals in their monday morning routine. a gentleman to my left with lox and the newspaper, a couple beside him sharing a croissant, the local delivery man stopping by to get to-go bags (i’d bet good money one of them was for natalie!). through the window we saw gentle snow flurries beginning to fall, so we figured if we were going to do some walking we’d better get to it.
it turned out that phillip and i pretty much had the whole day free to ourselves. as much as i would love to have gone to the public library to curl up with a book, we decided to stay in the area. since we’d already gone to the met on saturday, we decided to venture to the west side of town to see what we could see. now, despite the fact that the snow was beginning to pick up, phillip convinced me to take a stroll with him along the sidewalks of iconic central park. i must admit it was quite a lovely idea. we saw several bundled pups dragging along their owners, couples arm in arm, and joggers aplenty. the grounds were mostly quiet and although it was getting colder with each step, the scene was nothing short of picturesque.
february 14th – nyc
sunday morning started much like saturday morning, three lazy almost late-twentysomethings bumming around indoors because the outdoors were still harsh. it should come as no surprise that we proceeded to order more hot & crusty from their lexington location, except this time we opted for bagels with cream cheese and butter. mm, how new york! there really wasn’t anything on the to-do list this valentine’s day except a late lunch/early dinner, so we napped on and off until the early afternoon.
now, on our trek up to new york last friday phillip and i both agreed that he needed a new suitcase. his old rollerboard was a bit beat up and the handle was stuck inside the suitcase, meaning that phillip had to literally carry his carry-on wherever he went. we all know what that meant: it was time to go shopping!
natalie, phillip, and i finally peeled ourselves out of bed, petted wyatt goodbye, and quickly grabbed a cab uptown to the local harlem marshall’s. we figured this place would be a good bet for some new luggage and we were right. phillip found himself a very stylish black samsonite, four-wheel suitcase. it looks smart and sharp and expertly suited to him – it’s like it was made just for phillip! he rolled that bad boy out of the store with a grin on his face. nothing makes a day great like the perfect find!
we had just enough time to drop off the suitcase and then get back in a big yellow taxi to make our 4:30 reservation at the smith over in the east village. the hostess took our name, grabbed some menus, and promptly showed us to our table. this restaurant is, without question, a quintessential new york bistro and, if i do say so myself, quite spacious! they have a long bar where you can rub elbows with other locals and travelers, large tables for family gatherings, and two- and three-seaters for intimate meals. we were cozied up with one another at a smaller round table, right in the middle of it all. although there weren’t many folks around us at the start of the meal, it wasn’t too long before the restaurant filled up with the early dinner crowd.

now, we were originally under the impression that we’d be doing a late brunch together, especially considering that the table right inside the door was covered with plates full of french toast and egg scrambles. unfortunately, though, we somehow hit a strange half hour of time between sunday brunch and actual dinner. the waitress informed us we’d be dining off the twilight menu, so we just had to roll with it. i’ll say, though, that the people around us who ordered dinner looked spoiled with their huge bowls overflowing with pasta and chicken pot pie. although we ended up enjoying what we ordered (which i’ll describe next), i’d be lying if i said we weren’t slightly disappointed. i guess we’ll just have to come back!

we each put in a drink order and then natalie insisted we have a mound of the hot potato chips, homemade potato chips slathered in bleu cheese fondue. oh my gosh, you guys, i’m not joking when i say i could have eaten the entire order of them and died happy right then and there. this starter is a massive portion and can easily satisfy a group of three to five people. the deep bowl means there are a lot of layers, but the kitchen does right by you to dress nearly every single chip with the fondue. i don’t doubt that i could write a whole blog about just these chips. mm!

february 13th – nyc
after a raucous night out on the town, we let ourselves sleep in deeply saturday morning. wyatt was curled up under the warm flannel sheets while natalie, phillip, and i chatted about the latest and greatest in each of our lives. soon enough our stomachs started to rumble and our thirsts began to quench, so some breakfast (rather brunch) was needed.
“i’ll just order us something in. what does everyone want? i’m ordering from a place around the corner called hot & crusty.” so, you might be reacting to two things about natalie’s comments here. first, why would we eat from a place called hot & crusty? off the bat it doesn’t have the most appealing ring to it. well, that’s because they’re a great local shop with divine eats and who doesn’t like supporting that kind of place? second, you may want to ask, “if it’s just ‘around the corner’, why not go get it yourself?” oh, that’s because it was a whopping six degrees outside and when you can get everything delivered to your doorstep in new york, it just made plain sense to have it brought to us. i’m sure those delivery fellas were bundled up!
twenty minutes later we had nine bottled waters, one large coffee with cream, and three breakfast bagels in our hungry hands. there’s something so pleasing about eating breakfast in a warm bed as you gaze out the window at the winter weather. mm, cozy! my sesame seed bagel with american cheese and bacon was savory and delicious, the perfect choice after an enjoyable evening/early morning.
february 12th – nyc

okay, folks. even though the winter holidays aren’t too far behind us in the rear view mirror, i decided it was time for a vacation for phillip and i both. actually, i decided it last fall when i planned the surprise as his Christmas gift, so it’s been many months in the making. i just love surprises!
anyway, about this time last week i was hailing an uber to take me to the marta station. a quick ride later, i met phillip at the delta baggage drop to check-in for our evening flight to our fabulous destination: new york city! yes, we were headed north to the city that never sleeps for a lovely five-day trip. after leaving our overpacked luggage with the attendant, we made our way to the tsa precheck line like the local celebrities we are (or hope to be some day). i do a fair amount of air traveling for work, so all those flights and miles have added up to some luxurious perks like precheck. i felt so spoiled waltzing through the metal detector with both shoes on and my light jacket thrown over my shoulder. ah, to be pampered is such a privilege!
we munched on some subway sandwiches in terminal t, and it wasn’t too long before we were boarding our md90 with all the other passengers. as i walked down the aisle, i double-checked my boarding pass. “phillip?” i asked. “are you sure these are the right seats? these are comfort plus.”
“yes, this should be us.” he replied.
“oh, okay. well, let me get situated and out of the way.” i moved into our seats and crouched under the bulkhead while other people shimmied by us. we got our carry-ons safely stowed below the seats in front of us, buckled up, and sat back for take off.
phillip and i sat discussing our lucky circumstances, convinced that we were able to upgrade to comfort plus for free because of my status.
“well, isn’t that just the best thing you’ve heard all day!” i exclaimed. i immediately grabbed the drink menu to decide what free drink i would enjoy. funny how i can so easily adjust to a life of ease…
once we were up in the air, phillip and i both enjoy a quality glass of wente red wine. it was the perfect drink to help us unwind from the work week and gear up for a great vacation.

cheers!
soon enough we had a great view of all the city lights before banking left and coming in for a smooth landing at the laguardia airport. we had arrived! as t swift likes to say, “welcome to new york! it’s been waiting for you!” ah, such a sweet welcome!
salsa – the number one condiment in america
recently phillip returned home with arms full of groceries from the local buford market for, you guessed it, taco night! as everyone knows, no taco night is complete without chips and salsa, and phillip picked quite the winner with the herdez salsa casera.

this salsa is fresh and flavorful, everything you want in a little pre-dinner appetizer. i mean, if you’re gonna fill up on chips and salsa, it may as well be the best stuff you can find! this jar of condiment heaven is the perfect balance between chunky and liquid-y, if that makes any sense at all…? i guess what i’m trying to say is that it’s kind of more restaurant style, and i think it is just divine.
also enjoyable is their verde salsa. it was a great topping for my taco salad, and i’m sure it would be a great addition to a plate of enchiladas or maybe even chimichangas. heck, dip your quesadilla in it, too! the possibilities are endless!
i mean, as long as you don’t get your salsa mixed up with your seltzer, you’re good to go!
roasted tomato bisque – fancy!
despite the fact that it feels like the best of spring right now in georgia, i wanted a meal that was comfy and cozy for this december night. i was fully prepared to just make breakfast for dinner (because late twentysomethings are allowed to do that still), but i reasoned with myself that something a little more substantial would probably satisfy my appetite a bit better. i looked far and wide through my cookbook and online and finally came across this roasted tomato bisque recipe by chef jeff mauro of the food network. his focus is typically sandwiches, but a good sandwich can always be accompanied by a good soup. the more the merrier!
this recipe is very straightforward, and after following the instructions, i can testify that they are accurate and true. the roasted vegetables in the oven will bring wonderful smells to your kitchen as will the soup as it simmers on the stove top.
i paired my steaming bowl of bisque with a rich and savory white cheddar grilled cheese. but wait. what would this lovely dinner be without the perfect glass of wine? incomplete, that’s what! i couldn’t go wrong with a bottle of green fin white table wine direct from the local trader joe’s just down the road.

the soup has the slightest kick to it because of the crushed red pepper, but it is divine. by some miracle, i managed to not oversalt it, which is always the key with a good soup. as i took bite after bite, i was prepared to eat the entire pot until i remembered i’d probably have a stomach ache afterwards. there is such thing as too much of a good thing! this recipe is an absolute must if you are a soup lover, so go get that immersion blender and sherry and get to work! Živjeli, moji prijatelji!

urban grub – nashville, tn
a couple weekends ago i made the 4-hour drive west on i-24 to see my high school friend luke wed his best friend bailey. the wedding was lovely in a lush estate outside the city, and the band played us into the night as we danced and laughed under romantically lit tents, reminiscing with old friends about our teenage years.
earlier that sunday, though, i had strolled into town in the young afternoon and needed something to eat, for the reception was quite a ways away. i asked my kind airbnb host meg for a local recommendation, and she was quick to reply that urban grub had a good brunch and wasn’t too far from the apartment. sounded good to me!
after parking over on gilmore avenue, i dodged the drizzle and was warmly greeted by the hostess. she quickly seated me at a table for one on their covered patio, a perfect spot among the industrial fans, space heaters, and cool autumn winds.
my waiter chris approached with a glass of water, prepared to take my order. i informed him that i had only about an hour before i needed to go get all dolled up for the wedding, and he was quick to get to business. i told him i had been eyeing their eggs benedict with crab (they call it the oskar bennie), and he was happy to say it was one of his favorites, a great choice for a first-time visitor. done and done!
chris hurried over to put in my order and then was back in a flash with the most darling basket of homemade buttermilk biscuits i’d ever seen. they were accompanied by freshly salted butter and from-scratch blueberry jam. uuhhhh, yes, please! these little pouches of heaven were the perfect starter, and i enjoyed them throughout the meal with dem preserves and butter. mm!

mm, bizkits.
in nearly no time at all, my brunch was swiftly served in front of me. looks tasty, doesn’t it?

i wasted no time digging in, mainly because i was short on time but also because i didn’t want my dish getting cold. the hollandaise was not too hollandaise-y and had a nice spritz of lemon that was pleasing to the palate. the eggs were poached to perfection, not too runny but not too cooked. now, i have never personally poached an egg, so i don’t know what makes me a poached egg expert, if anything, but the only experience i have myself is when i watched mary willa do it up in greensboro.
the english muffin was nice and crispy and didn’t get soggy from all the sauce. the only thing that truly seemed to be missing was more crab. i was expecting generous lumps of crab piled atop each side of the muffin, but there was only a spoonful sitting in between, not enough if you ask me. i would love to have had a bit of crab with each bite of the muffin and egg, but that day was not the day for it to happen.
the grilled asparagus was a welcome addition to the plate, but if i’m being completely honest, those gouda grits were the star of the show. i couldn’t shovel them in my mouth fast enough, giving no second thought to how all that cheesy and buttery indulgence wasn’t doing my waistline any favors. as my mother would say, “apply them straight to my hips!” hehe.
overall, the atmosphere here at urban grub is a bit of hustle and bustle. it’s a big restaurant, so there are lots of tables, which means lots of hungry customers. it was a touch louder than i would have liked, but since i was by myself, i didn’t mind too badly. plus, with nothing to really hear, i was able to watch as the falcons marched on to victory against the local tennessee titans. rise up!
i could easily picture myself spending a lazy sunday afternoon here with the girlfriends, nursing mimosas and snacking on biscuits all day long. aw, yisssss!