Introducing Me…

Due to a lack of satisfaction in my social life, I have turned to the internet lol. I have always enjoyed writing and love watching videos on YouTube, this is why I decided to start my blog. I’ve been planning, starting and never continuing writing a blog since I was about twelve. But now I’m trying to keep it up. With that being said, I’d appreciate if You guys would watch my YouTube videos!

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It’s The End of Food As We Know It

What happened to normal foods? There are food flavored chips (classic NY Reuben Lays anyone?), cookies flavored like other delectable sweets (blueberry pie Oreos), burgers with buns made of ramen noodles! There are sushi burritos, rainbow bagels, birthday cake croissants, Doritos taco shells, food has gotten out of hand… Or into the hands of some mad scientist. Creativity in cuisine is at an all time high and New York City is the epicenter of these strange concoctions.

Our society is currently consumed by technology and desperate for instant gratification. Social media has made everything into a show. So it’s not entirely strange that restaurants and food distributors are creating all these new flavors and mixes. It’s constant competition. 

Companies like Oreo and Chips Ahoy are specifically known for vanilla creme filling and plenty of chocolate chips. However, amidst the emergence of cupcake and donut popularity, new cookie companies,and just a lot more options, they’ve resorted to gimmicks. Yesterday, while shopping at my local supermarket, I was shocked by how many different flavors of cookies there were! Peanut butter, blueberry pie, mint, birthday cake, red velvet, s’mores, chocolate filled cupcake, fruity crisp, and the list goes on.

In America, obesity is always a topic of discussion. The U.S cracks the top ten list of countries with highest obesity. The U.S also has high rates of heart disease and diabetes. Gluten- free products are increasingly popular and so is a vegan lifestyle. Yet and still more and more unhealthy options arise. Temptation is at its best when dining out. 

But what is a hungry girl to do? There are soooo many options in food these days. So many tantalizing brand new crossover dishes. My suggestion is when you buy those chocolate chip Oreos, is that you share with a friend. After all, sharing is caring and food makes us happy! πŸ˜‰πŸ˜‹

P.S. The featured image is the “Mac & Cheese Burger” from the Ainsworth Midtown.


ME Time πŸ’πŸ½

Lately, I’ve been in a bit of a funk; disappointed by my current lack of employment and lack of boyfriend (lol), I haven’t been the happiest. Although temporary and not a big deal in the grand scheme of things, I was … Sad. These feelings have given me an urgent need to explore, meet new people, get out of NYC. But alas, the unemployment holds be back from traveling. But to satisfy this need, I decided I just need to be alone. 

So yesterday, I ventured to Union Square, a place I’ve been like a million times. Although it wasn’t a new environment, it made me feel calm and whole again. I window shopped at stores, spoke to strangers, and most importantly: tried new food!

I went to Uma Temakeria. It’s a sushi restaurant, set up like Chipotle. The sushi are served burrito style or on a cone called “Temaki”. I chose Temaki. Customers choose their own fillings from a list of provided foods, like Chipotle. I got salmon, cucumbers, carrots, tempura crunch and avocado lime sauce in my sushi cone. It was delicious!! Not filling due to its small size, but delicious all the same. I topped it off with a “Blue Hawaiian” smoothie from Edible Atrangements.

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It was a great outing and something I suggest to the masses. It’s great to go out on your own and just enjoy the little things. Sometimes when you’re feeling down, you just need a break from the norm. Treat yourself- take yourself out to dinner, buy yourself those expensive shoes. And always, always indulge in a delicious meal! 

Men, Fireworks & Milkshakes

No means no, right? If she ignores you and walks a little faster, that means no too. But somehow words and body language still manage to be misunderstood by idiots with no boundaries.

So here’s some background:

Yesterday was July 4th, Independence Day (woo-hoo πŸ™„). This day, which I don’t think anyone really celebrates it for what it is, is an excuse for parties, BBQs, drunk nights, and fireworks. It is also a day (like every other) on which some guys accost and harass women. My friend and I needed plans, it was 4th of July and we refused to be stuck in our homes binge watching on Netflix. So we left our Brooklyn abodes, where firecrackers (or gunshots) reverberated against our apartment walls. We made it onto and off of the crowded until High Street A train. The streets along 8th avenue were relatively empty, as most people were already posted at the fireworks viewing locations.

Our destination was Black Tap Craft, home of the over-the-top milkshakes. There was about a twenty minute wait, but we got in earlier after the bouncer convinced us to sit at the bar. The milkshakes were beautiful and delicious, super sweet and actually kind of filling (luckily we didn’t indulge in burgers). We hung out inside for a while because it started to rain heavily. When the downpour subsided a little, we decided to venture out into the drizzle.

There are many overcrowded venues to watch the sky be lit up, but I decided to go to The High Line since it was closest to us. That was a poor decision since the article I read was wrong and the journey there was disrupted by an asshole. Only one block away fro. Black Tap, in the midst of conversation, a random guy sticks out a hand to be shook between us (which we don’t touch, ew). “I’m interested, I like your look.” He says to me. Me nor my friend reply, but he continues. “Where you from? You look like you’re from Jersey” At this, we both give him an incredulous look, my friend actually IS from Jersey. I ask, “What does that mean? What does a person from jersey look like?” Wrong thing to do because he just keeps talking. Thankfully the light changes, which my friend remarks and he ignores. He follows us as we walk away. 

Then the worst happens: he puts his arm around me. I immediately push it off and move. “Don’t touch me. Keep your hands to yourself.” I say as we try to walk faster, unfortunately he keeps up. “Why? Do you have HIV or something?” WTF. What’s wrong with this dude? I give him a dirty looked say ” I don’t know what you have but don’t touch me”. He laughs. Once again, my friend speaks and he ignores.  

Then comes more disrespect. We’re both ignoring him and halfway to the next avenue and he’s still following us. He says something about a”volleyball booty” which I ignore. He’s still talking. “Aren’t your friends back there?” I ask in a rude tone. He disregards our annoyance with a loud “anyway”. Sick of his antics, my friend and I loop arms and jog away. Finally he gets the hint and stops following us, not before he yells at me, “I don’t like your butt anymore!”

No longer bothered by the jerk, we make it to the High Line, unbothered. We were so distracted by him, that we didn’t notice the emptiness of 14th street. Shouldn’t more people be here? We walk up the stairs and it’s empty, except for us and a creepy statue. The article I read which listed The High Line, was totally wrong. We only caught flashes  of  red and blue skies as the fireworks sparkled over the East River.