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The Cookery: Dobbs Ferry

When I first started blogging a few years ago I was over on Tumblr, a platform that lent itself to much shorter, more diary-style posts ("Here I am at sushi! Here is the shirt I bought! Here is my dog!" et cetera). And so I did a lot of blogging about local spots I went to. If I went to a restaurant and ate something, it probably ended up getting posted on my site.

I don't really do that anymore, mostly because I don't want to bore non-Westchester-or-NYC readers, but every so often I discover a place that I need to let you know about.

Kendrick's been telling me about The Cookery, in Dobbs Ferry (a short MetroNorth ride from Grand Central, if you're based in NYC) and how we haaaave to gooooo for a few months now, ever since a friend took him there. On Sunday we got the chance to stop in for brunch, and:

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Buca di Beppo Meatballs

I know next-to-nothing about Sofia Vergara, and still: I cannot help but think she is wonderful. She wears ridiculous sequin dresses, is rarely pictured without a glass of champagne and doing some crazy dance move in an era when stars try to cultivate a photo-perfect image at all times, and she and Julie Bowen posed for the this send-up of Sophia Loren and Jayne Mansfield:

That is an amazing photo.

She has to be wonderful.

Baby

Presenting: The Big Boy Bed

There is a time to say goodbye to everything, and last weekend it was time to say goodbye to the crib. I held off for a little longer than we probably should have mostly because something about this made me so emotional: I remember, weeks before our son arrived, Kendrick and I standing over the empty crib and staring down at the mattress and just not being able to believe that very soon there'd be a person (albeit a very tiny one) right there in the middle of it all.

And now he's growing up and taking steps towards independence, and it's exciting and I love it, and it also makes me...not sad, just...

you know.

Entertaining

Excellent Find: Ikea Juice (Or Wine) Glasses

I have a lot of glasses. Moroccan tea glasses, blue-dyed water jars, stemless wine glasses, mismatched floral teacups...even a crazy Mason Jar Wine Chalice complete with little beach souvenirs embedded in the stem (it's true). I like trolling around home furnishings stores, yard sales and thrift stores for cool specimens, and over the years my glasses have become sort of a collection; I worry less about owning "full sets" than making sure that I love (and use) every single one.

But my absolute favorite ones - the glasses I use more than any others, for everything from my morning grapefruit juice to water to wine at a casual dinner - are my tiny, gold-trimmed glasses (a gift from my aunt, who found them at a swap meet in Canada). It's mostly the size and shape - they hold just the right amount of whatever it is that I want to drink, are so delicate and pretty that they look great incorporated into pretty much any tablescape, and are low enough that they're tough to tip over. I love them so much and use them so often, in fact, that I'm starting to get worried that despite their relative stability...I will break them, because that is the kind of thing that I do. Frequently.

When we were in Ikea last weekend (our second trip in two weeks, this time to pick up the bed-slats-that-do-not-come-in-the-package-with-the-bed) these rainbow glasses made me do an actual double take: love the size, love the shape, love the colors (springtime!). And at $1.99 each I figured I could pick up a few, and not have a tragedy on my hands should one shatter.

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Valentine’s Day Rice Krispie Treats

Because Kendrick loves Rice Krispie treats more than anything and spent a decent percentage of today shoveling snow out of our driveway, and because I am a huge nerd:

I made him a Valentine's Day Rice Krispie Treat.

If, like me, you haven't made these things in a couple of decades and need a refresher, here's how you do it:


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