This weekend's unplanned (but undoubtedly welcome) excursion to Plum Island, MA
One fateful winter night, two-and-a-half years ago, a rather tipsy me was led to the digestive promised land that is the Caracas Arepas restaurant on the LES. Ever since, I've firmly believed that their crispy plantain chips, spicy-rimmed micheladas, and melt-in-your-mouth La del Gato arepas are going to change the world.
Upon hearing of the illustrious Caracas Rockaways, I was intrigued. Rumors of beach-side access to frozen sangria, taro fries, and $8 arepas? You had me at hello.
With a daunting snow forecast for this weekend, it's fun to reflect on a trip upstate this fall to Breakneck Ridge. It's easy to get there from the city via Metro North, and the views of the Hudson at each of the three progressive peaks are hard to beat. The first ascent is a steep rock scramble, resulting in an interesting trek for mountain goats and day hikers alike. As you can see, the fall foliage was in rare form for our trip, which made for a truly spectacular hike.
Took the Metro North up to Garrison this weekend to see the magical new(ish) home — and lake dock — of some lovely friends. Kate and I swam out to play on a rock in the middle of the lake, and on the way back, were surrounded by inquisitive fish in every size. It was perfectly warm and relaxing, and the perfect quick escape from the madness of the city.