Monthly Archives: April 2014

PeanutPimpMama heads to the Mountains! – The Berkshires, MA

PeanutPimpMamaThere were many city mice in the countryside last month as my friends were married in the Berkshires. When we arrived in Lenox, MA our first stop was a welcome cocktail at The Gateways Inn. What a cozy experience! All of us New Yorkers showed up in our black attire as to be expected (no memo was sent). We noshed on the Mediterranean spread and took full advantage of the open bar. The mountains, actual fresh air, and trees provided a nice change of scenery for all and a romantic setting for their special day. I was excited to see this long sought after relaxation destination once and for all.

Pictured Here: The Kemble Inn

Our home for the weekend was The Kemble Inn pictured above. Priding itself on its “Ralph Lauren style in Lenox” and reputation for NOT being “your grandmother’s bed and breakfast” it is an impressive sight to see (particularly in the evening) when it is illuminated in white light.

Pictured Here: The Salon at The Kemble Inn

The salon at The Kemble Inn (pictured above) is suitable for enjoying a spot of tea whilst reading your favourite novel. Careful now, her royal highness is watching you.

Pictured Here: A Delightful Cheese Pizza

Here we indulged in a late-night pizza party provided by Domino’s which included that sinful buttery dipping sauce for our artery clogging enjoyment.

Pictured Here: The Foyer at The Kemble Inn

Additionally, there are other sitting areas to be enjoyed for conversing or deep contemplation of man’s existential dilemma. The mountainous view is not bad either.

Pictured Here: A bedroom turn-down treat

 When our beds were turned down for the evening, magical snacks appeared like this one above!

Pictured Here: The chandelier at The Kemble Inn

Alas, when the day had come to a close all of the snoozey guests made their way back to their chambres and admired the glorious chandelier hovering over the foyer.

Pictured Here: A parfait of Greek Yogurt, Granola and Fresh Berries

Waking up wasn’t hard to do with these heavenly breakfast options offered a la carte. The three step ordering process included your choice of freshly squeezed juice, fresh pastry assortment with a parfait of granola, berries and Greek yogurt and finally selecting a warm main dish. As if there was any room left!

Pictured Here: Eggs Florentine

Breakfast on day one (for me) was Eggs Florentine pictured above. Alongside is the neighboring granola and freshly squeezed grapefruit juice. I must have had four glasses each morning.

Pictured Here: Haven

Before the wedding ceremony commenced we toured a little of Lenox first and then Great Barrington which is located about 25 minutes away. Stuffed to the gills but always looking for an adventure, I joined in for a trip to the local cafe called Haven. It’s a cozy place with a local-organic philosophy, turning out freshly baked goods with breakfast, brunch and lunch. They offer some interesting items for the kitchen and quite the coffee concoctions that could make a Starbucks Barista cry!

Pictured Here: Salted Mocha Breve at Haven

Check this picture out above: Salted Caramel Mocha Breve! Shite’s Real Yo… Espresso with caramel, chocolate, Himalayan sea salt, and steamed half and half. If there could be breakfast in a coffee cup, this would be it. (My faithful followers might recognize this photo from real-time on Instagram).

Pictured Here: Roasted Eggplant and Chickpea Soup at Haven

I couldn’t be the only one not eating, so I ordered a cup of their soup of the day “Roasted Eggplant and Chickpea”. It was nice and hearty! It came with a serving of their freshly baked bread.

Pictured Here: A guest book at Haven

Here we have an illustration in lieu of the average Joe’s contact information. Who needs a generic commentary on their experience at Haven?

Pictured Here: A side street in Great Barrington, MA

The Main Street of Great Barrington is full of cute Mom-and-Pop shops and little boutiques. I found the Americana Store by Tasha Polizzi to be the most noteworthy. Be sure not to leave without a tribal-poncho. You will regret it.

Pictured Here: The facade of Gypsy Joynt in Great Barrington, MA

While in town, Gypsy Joynt is a must-visit.

Pictured Here: The Interior at Gypsy Joint in Great Barrington, MA

It redefines the term “Sensory Overload”. Check out the view from the entrance. Somewhere in there is a stage for live performances.

Pictured Here: Giant Cinnamon Rolls at Gypsy Joint

If their interior decorator wasn’t high at work, their baker sure was! They turn out cinnamon rolls so large they barely squeeze into an 8×10″ box. I made sure to pick one up for my Dad along with an assortment of their inflated psychedelic cookies. He likes pastries… He really likes giant pastries. All the more to love.

Pictured Here: The counter at Gypsy Joint Great Barrington, MA

They have an interesting system where you order your things at the counter, pay and sit down at a table with a number until you are served. I haven’t experienced this since frequenting pubs in the UK. Somehow they nail the delivery without a numbered sign!

Pictured Here: The sun setting over The Berkshires, MA

 After our adventure in town, the sun was going down. It was almost show time as we made our way back to The Kemble Inn.

Pictured Here: Entering Lenox, MA

 There was more and more delicious foodies to follow our big day of adventures in the mountains.

Pictured Here: A glorious cheese and charcuterie spread at The Kemble Inn

The after party was hosted by Rumpy’s (short for Rumpelstiltskin’s) located around the corner. What the bartenders lacked in personality (general all around courtesy) they made up for with freshly popped popcorn and lava lamps. Who doesn’t love a good lava lamp?

Pictured Here: Rumpy's Lava Lamp Insta'd

If you’re coming there for an after party or the venue seems out of the ordinarily busy, keep an eye on your belongings. If you lose anything the bartender likes to point and laugh. He looks a bit like Rumpelstiltskin himself actually.

Pictured Here: Rumpy's in Full Force!

In spite of my mishap with a blazer that went MIA, I’d go back in a heartbeat if not to dance around that pole again… Whoops!

Pictured Here: Two eggs over-easy of course!

I worked up a healthy appetite for the next day! My selection wasn’t as exciting on day two. However I was equally excited to wake up to my freshly squeezed grapefruit juice, my granola parfait and lots and lots and lots of coffee. The fluffilicious-pancakes did my life wonders! Really, I was a better person for them.

Pictured Here: Fluffalicious Pancakes at The Kemble Inn

This trip to The Berkshires was certainly a delightful experience. There is something really special about a destination wedding. Not only do you get to see your friends on the happiest day of their lives, but you share a sentimental experience in one of their favorite places on earth. Luckily, I’ve had the pleasure of witnessing this many times during my official “Tour de Bridesmaid” in the last half a decade.

I do hope I’ll be back to The Berkshires one day, if not Lenox perhaps to spa with the stars at Canyon Ranch. Who am I kidding? They don’t serve alcohol on premise. Ba ha ha ha!

Yours Always and Forever,


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Paul Masson – More Than Pink Wine


Pictured Here: Paul Masson Rose Wine

BRIGHT RED HAIR. Rose Colored Glasses. Fashion. Freckles. Lipstick and Nails. “5 ugly pounds”. Irish brogue. Love of The QUEEN. Keds. A whole basket of Keds. Gold Rings. Watches- sometimes three. Perfume. Curling Iron. Listerine. Prune juice in a Fancy Glass. Anything in a FANCY Glass when you’re three. SUNDAYS at G’mas. Tea Cups. Antiques. Knickknacks. “It was my mother’s”. Clutter. Dust. Car Rides. The CHURCH with the Red Doors. Sunday School. Bible Studies. Youth Group. Picking up fresh bread on Main Street. Movies. Checkers and Chess. Andy. Really Long Hugs. The Wizard of Oz. TV. Alf. Chickenpox. Chocolates. Crystal Candy Dishes. Chips and Dip with Onions. Dunkin Donuts. Coffee. Sunday mornings. The fridge. That smell. FUR. Overcooked Pasta. Oddly Shaped Meatballs. Baking. FAMILY. Cousins. Fun. LOVE. Camcorder Videos. An Ancient VCR. The atomic Microwave. Projected family films. Buried TIME Capsules. Pizza Hut Allowances. Living Room Sleepovers. A photo with a LEGACY. WARM Fires. THE HALLWAY. The creepy hallway statue. Scaring ourselves. Ghosts. Hiding. Trespassing through the woods. The HILL. Running down the hill. Sledding. Flower Patrol. Climbing Trees. Climbing the Roof. Climbing ladders. Climbing everything without permission especially if you were girls. CATS. Buttons and Bows. GROWING with the Backyard TREE. Poison Ivy. Lawn Mowing. The driveway full of cars. My tricycle. A house always FULL of people. Bunnies. Manners, minding them or not minding them- but learning. Pushing buttons. Old reminiscent STORIES. Stories on REPEAT. The INTERCOM. The Irish Rovers. The Unicorn Song. Puff the Magic Dragon. The scary basement. Imaginary Friends. Ziggy or Diggy… Something with an -iggy. Moths. Moth Balls. HOLIDAYS. The mysterious never ending supply of olives and onions. Creamed Onions. Overindulging. Anne’s Greek Salad. Macaroni and Cheese. Lumpy Mashed Potatoes. Sit-downs gone Buffet. Fold Out Tables. Cigarettes. Uncle Bob’s bad jokes. Aunt Sue’s cackle. Uncle Kenny falling asleep. Laughter. Generosity. Candy Lifesavers. Chomping. Imbibing. Always so much to do. There’s just not enough time.

Pictured Here: A rose for G-ma

Pink Wine, a reminder. <3


PeanutPimpMama makes da brunchiez at home! – West Village, NYC

PeanutPimpMamaThey say giving is really good for you. It makes you happy and emotionally healthy, it promotes social connection, evokes gratitude and it’s kind of contagious. It’s how I feel every time I sit down with people to eat, or make batches of cupcakes in particular. I was a really late bloomer when it came to cooking, mostly by happenstance. It’s really hard to bust out dinners or bake when dealing with obstacles such as living in metropolitan cities where having a stove with more than two burners is novel. You do what you can! Thankfully IKEA is well aware of this domestic set-back with all of their mini convection ovens.

I love brunch like every other NY’er. We crawl the five boroughs (weekly) in search of the perfect Bloody Mary or Mimosa and marvel at any other breakfast-tails mixologists are daring enough to attempt. Once in a while it is nice to kick back and have all of this fun in your own home, especially when you finally have a grown-up stove, a liquor store downstairs and punctual friends to bring over the OJ. The famous KK (Pictured Above) was actually so excited about brunch she turned up at 4:45am.

It’s also great when you have someone to cook for…Myrtle (one of my roommates) likes this. She was sad she wasn’t able to partake in pancakes or mimosas.

So hooray for griddles! I dare to associate myself with foodies around the globe and yet I’ve never had the liberty of making pancakes on one of these. I’ve always used a small pan. You know how it is if you use a large one… They start running into each other and before you know it you have a stack of oddly shaped buttery masses.Unacceptable .

Pancakes are funny little things. The first batch always comes out amazing (golden brown) because you have the patience. That always seems to wane as you start to salivate thinking about putting them in your mouth. Awe, look at my little jar of Italian instant-coffee on the table. It sure brings back some memories… I can’t wait to upgrade from the stove kettle to the Nespresso Pixie. Oh red Pixie my dear… I see you looming in the distance! I will steam the frothiest milk with you once and for all! (Next paycheck).

(A fluff piece brought to you by PPM) – I like to stay on your radar.


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