New year, new me! Or so the saying goes. January 1st has come and gone, and we now find ourselves in the barren wasteland that is fast-encroaching mid-January. Did you make any resolutions? ‘Cause I can tell you right now, I sure as hell didn’t. You know what I did make? Goals. Vague goals, sure,…
high tea: take two
Life’s been pretty weird lately, in the way that it usually is – a mix of highs and lows, good and bad, dry and rainy (no! bad rain!). Now that I am apparently a legitimate grown-up with a nine-to-five job, I’ve turned into a weekend warrior, where everything I do on the weekend is to…
tappin dat barrel
I don’t know how to title, apparently. Dinner with Cat and Cindy at Tap and Barrel in the Olympic Village – first time trying deep fried pickles! They were so. damn. GOOD.
High tea in Fort Langley on my birthday last month – it was so cute! The tea was excellent, as were all the little pastries and sandwiches. Twenty-three feels like kind of an odd year (’cause it’s an odd number- eh? Eh?), but I think it’s going to be a good one.