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The Butcher’s Daughter – Abbot Kinney – Los Angeles, CA

PeanutPimpMama1-300x300My Sunday-Funday in L.A. started out with brunch at The Butcher’s Daughter in Abbot Kinney. I kept taxiing by a restaurant with the same name in NOLITA that like-TOTALLY piqued my interest with its white façade, fashionable clientele and glowing aura of health. It wasn’t until I heard that Butcher’s Daughter in L.A. had been “the place-to-brunch” that I finally “goog-lay’d” it to learn they have a few booming locations and a food truck coming soon!

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There’s a lot of white around this “vegetable slaughterhouse” with hints of green things and earthy wooden stuffs that prime the senses. This busy environment provides a lot of distraction while you wait on the long line…and you will WAIT on a LINE for Sunday brunch! One must remain flexible and willing to eat at one of their two bars. You’ll be doing yourself a favor…It’s all about saving life-hours people!

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While I patiently waited to be seated I zoned in on all of the raised glasses of pink wine which acted as little fuchsia accents on this canvas of serenity. A rosé  is featured by the glass on their menu. We tested it out twice to make sure it was “okay”. After all, this was breakfast.

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My cousin ordered their “Best Egg Sandwich” and PeanutPimpMama decided to go for their vegetarian tacos. They were “nearly-vegan” lettuce wraps essentially. These un-tacos made me really jealous of the best egg sandwich which actually was the best dish in fact.

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I ordered myself a basket of fluffy biscuits to compensate. Someone wasn’t on my side that day as I had to order them TWICE. They finally made it out to the bar (in all their glory) with some un-butter and preserves.

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All good…I can totally get down with some vegan un-butter. It made for an un-cream-a-licious substitute that couldn’t ruin a good berry preserve if it tried! Honestly they were delicious. I couldn’t possibly finish them all so we decided to pack them up and take them on the road.

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(No, this is not my car!)

PeanutPimpMama sure loves a good Sunday-Funday and highly recommends The Butcher’s Daughter for all the “ladies who lunch”. It’s a great place to kick back for a conscious meal and a cocktail or three after a shopping spree on Abbot Kinney! #yeahIjustsaidthat

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Casa Sanchez – Los Angeles, CA

I flewPeanutPimpMama1-300x300 to L.A. in hopes of some premature rays in my life. What I got was a soggytown! While rain can like TOTALLY excite a local, it was the last thing I wanted to see coming from the tundra-NYC. Not sure what is going on with the weather this year but it took forever to get warm. I was so excited to be “Best-Coast” bound, but even L.A. can lose a little luster under some clouds.

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It was Saturday and my intro to Playa Del Rey started off with an excellent brunch at Bacari PDR. After filling up on Italian small plates, we checked out a local pop-up gallery and decided to hit the road for additional shopping opportunities.

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An obligatory trip to Abbot Kinney was in order, as it is always in order. All of the fabulous weather allowed us to snag a parking spot with no issues.

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We even spotted a hipster with a very large camera in its natural habitat.

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Many times I have taken notice of the back garden areas of stores on Abbot Kinney. Do people really sit in them? They’ve managed to incorporate them fabulously into environmental marketing. Sweaty Betty’s garden made me a believer!

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So did this dog…

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He was chilling in front of this.

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We decided to head back to the car when I saw this green silhouette. I can’t turn down a good photo opp. and Abbot Kinney is full of them! After an intense photo session we returned home with our finds and freshened up for dinner at Casa Sanchez.

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Ah, the moment I had been waiting for! When I saw “live mariachi band” I knew it would be perfect for a Saturday night rendezvous with old friends. What seemed to be a totally kitsch and silly experience online turned into quite a heartwarming and belly filling time. It all started with a massive (complimentary) plate of chips, incredible salsa and guacamole accompaniments upon arrival. I didn’t even have to order this for an additional $20.00, say what?! Okay, okay I kind of wish they were a little colder than room temperature but they had authentically fresh flavor!

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We gathered round the table and ordered the margaritas which were TOTALLY “on point”. Five rounds later we were very merry!

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The lighting was a little tough given the stage situation and it was hard to take photos. (Lucky them!) Casa’s large menu was divided by appetizers, animals and lastly desserts. I was happy to see a generous selection of seafood present. True to the many Yelp reviews, their “Salmon Al Tequila” was popular with our group. I had the shrimp “fa-ji-tas” with a steaming skillet of goodies (all that-that entails). The shrimps were cleaned well and overall I was impressed with the general portions and plate presentations. Casa Sanchez provides an environment that’s suitable for all ages and situations with an interactive mariachi band that rocks the house and provides a heck of a lot of laughs!

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Celebrating a birthday or anniversary? Think you might need to plan your quinceanera twenty years too late? Well this is your place! If you’re lucky, the mariachi band might even give you their guitar!

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All great things must come to an end… So they brought out this massive dessert plate to tempt us. We ordered the chocolate mouse thing (finger is pointing to above) along with a flan. By the end of the night the entire dining hall which included a couple birthdays and anniversaries was filled with merriment and dancing couples to boot! It warmed my heart to see old and dear friends around the table that night, filled to the brim with tequila sharing stories and mucho mucho laughs! Cheers to the many more West Coast nights ahead! <3

That Mariachi Band Tho…

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Thankfully they take a little break so you can hear yourselves think as you eat your foodies.

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Bacari – Playa Del Rey – Los Angeles, CA

My cousinPeanutPimpMama1-300x300 (a.k.a. partner-in-crime) moved out to L.A. a couple months ago. The family misses her dearly, but for me it just means I get to hang with her in NJ sometimes AND I have a reason to get on planes to CA for foodie-FUN-filled visits! PPM is overjoyed to have all of the amazing material she has collected in the past eight weeks. It all started off with brunch at Bacari in Playa Del Rey.

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On my last flight out I took Delta from JFK to LAX which meant I got to visit the only kiosk I will touch in terminal 4, Le Grand Comptoir. I don’t sit there because their food is any good. Their wine list is quite decent though!

In spirit of my Cali-visit the evening’s selection was a Pinot-Gris by Russian River Valley.  I also ordered a salmon tar-tare which was less good. Some olives got the job done and I was off to my gate.

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Recently I retired a piggy-neck support cushion from the Xpress Spa that I purchased en route to Thailand in 2012. My glass of wine helped me make the game-time decision to purchase a new whale. The head is fatter than the rest of the body and allows options to rig-it as you wish (against various crevices, nooks and crannies on-board) almost as though it were adjustable!

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When I fly west at night it feels like I get two sleeps instead of one and leaves me “fresh as a daisy” for the day ahead. I arrived at cousin Kristen’s apartment in PDR to see that we were all on the same page.

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When I woke the next morning, I learned all about easy do-it-yourself Paleo-creations like snausage-hash with sweet potatoes that teeter on not being all-that-sweet. Can someone say cheater?
imageAfterwards, we hopped in the car to head downtown for brunchiez @Bacari.
imageThis euro-inspired resto is perched on one of the many hills of PDR and happens to be one of the most obscure shapes I’ve ever seen a restaurant occupy. It feels like it should have been a surf shop, or was…The bottle-covered ceiling is eye-catching and could make a great conversation piece for awkward first dates!

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Bacari was booked out and we were rezzy-less and forced to perch at the bar where we sipped freshly-juiced mimosas. The color of the OJ was the most exuberant shade of orange I had ever seen! This is one of the many breakfast-tails they offer (by the bottomless pitcher) for extra-thirsty customers.

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To break it down… The menu is made of small Italian-inspired plates called ‘Cicchetti”. Tapas… Small Plates… Cicchetti… You get it.

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By the time we got a menu we were ready to re-juice. Sneaky sneaky Bacari.

imageWhat we ended up with clockwise: Creamed Kale (top), Shakshuka (bottom right) and tofu scramble (bottom left). I liked the overall experience but the runny egg on the spinach threw me. The shakshuka needed some salt (but what doesn’t?) and the winner was the tofu scramble. It’s really hard to get a good tofu scramble that doesn’t continuously remind you that you’re eating tofu scramble. Did I mention it was a tofu-scramble?

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All that hard work made us thirsty so we decided to try some of Bacari’s sangria which is also available “bottomless”. Bottomless is definitely the way to be around here.

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After that bevvy we had to get going. It was raining in L.A. and there were places to be.

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Art to shop for…

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Beers to sip!

<3 PPM

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Peacock Alley Tea @ The Willard – Washington D.C.

PeanutPimpMama1-300x300I’m a total sucker for some finger sandwiches and tea. There’s something about sitting in a posh salon with those prissy little tiers and champagne that makes me feel like I could have been Marie Antoinette’s “bestie 4 eva”. I became a huge tea drinker some time around 2005 when I moved to London.  How cliché right? Besides the canister of PGtips which became a regular in our flat’s cupboards, I “quite fancied” an afternoon out with the ladies in a foofie-dress while sipping exotic teas of the orient.

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Obviously anyone who’s anyone that considers themselves “a foodie” consults the Eater. I was instantly tempted by the St. Regis when researching afternoon teas in D.C.. Their menu takes savory sandwiches to the next level by featuring smoked salmon, crab cakes and pork belly! While taking a closer look I noticed what you gain in the culinary experience you lose in the traditional tea environment. Since this was my roommate’s first official afternoon tea, I thought we should opt for D.C.’s “best” at The Willard. Here you have a picture of the grand foyer (above). It’s quite impressive upon first glance.

image(PPM Advice: Don’t go through the back entrance.) We got hit with a wall of stale air that transitioned into a moth ball breeze. Luckily we were able to find the gloriously long Peacock Alley fast. It is a true sight with its high arches and long red carpet. You feel special as the hostess greets you and parades you down the hallway lined with ladies of leisure. The white linen tables and tiers of delectable desserts and finger foods tempt you as you approach your table completely decked out with fine china and silver cutlery.

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Guests pay $52.00 per person which includes the whole tier (fully-loaded) with a tea of your choice. The serving size for two was incredibly generous and the servers were attentive with watering our teapots as needed. We threw on two flutes of  Moët & Chandon Imperial Brut for another $16.00 because, why not?!

You need something to sip while you wait for your tea to steap. Thankfully this is all timed for you. We look happy right? Bubbles will do that.

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PPM needed something to make up for a water-less Lincoln Memorial…Pfff! The nerve!

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W Hotel (POV) – Washingtong, D.C.

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One of the things my roommate and I were most excited about was the ten degree spike in temperature we were gaining on our journey “down south”. We took our coats off (in February) and basked under the somewhat sunny skies. It showed us a sign of hope that our winter drear was soon to pass. We deserved this good weather with only two days to sight see. After a quick gander by the White House, the next stop was the W Hotel, known for its rooftop bar called POV.

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It was finally lunch time and one can only stare at the teeny-weeny White House and protesters for so long. As passionate as their topics were they lacked any “oomph” in the delivery.

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We arrived at the W and took the elevator up to the roof to find a buzzing terrace overlooking the entirety of D.C.. Although the skies were overcast, it was a pretty impressive panoramic view. Everyone was nearly naked for it! While snagging some seating was a bit of a challenge with the overwhelmed hostess, we managed to secure a high-top table after giving names and waiting on a list. It gave us a chance to stare at the skyline and sip sugary cocktails that took me back to 2002…Apple-tini anyone? (Mixology is not their strong point.)

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That’s the view.

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This is what I ate: I opted for the Caesar salad and added shrimp for a small fortune. (+$9.00 shwimps = $23.00 salad experience) To be fair it was a delicious salad. Warm weather, crisp romaine and kale with a glass of Jean-Louis Trocard, Bordeaux Sauvignon Blanc ($12.00)…PPM was a happy girl!

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I couldn’t believe they had the nerve to charge $5.00 for some bubbles in my water.  They can only get away with these prices on a roof with a view. This is what I get for coming to a bar that prides itself on being “A place to see and be seen.” (PPM would rather see that five bucks in her wallet.) Silver lining: My drink came in an actual glass and not your typical plastic rooftop sippy-cup.

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Happy ladies on the town…Why do I always have the most expensive tab without trying? Next time I would come here at night for the pano-view and skip the underwhelming food selection. Champagne… Champagne is always a safe bet! There’s no messing that up!

Peace, Love & Bubbles 4eva

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UNION MARKET – Washington, D.C.

Every NewPeanutPimpMama1-300x300-Yorker reaches a point where their life style changes and suddenly residing here is a love hate relationship. This city chews you up and spits you back out leading you to live college-life well into your 30’s. If life doesn’t suck you into an outer-borough (or NJ cough*) you’re left with no option but to venture to greener pastures and to try and find something to fill the void that a decade in NYC leaves you with. This has led me to investigate my options, so I decided to check out D.C..

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I made our drive south even longer by leaving my wallet at home. I did not discover this until nearly exit 7 on the turnpike. We made it to D.C. by 1:30am and finally laid our weary heads to rest. The next morning my roommate’s friend introduced us to UNION MARKET. I was so excited for all of the eats ahead.

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Union Market has a historical background and concept with efforts to create a community for entrepreneurs and food vendors. It is a rather large building positioned in a meat market area. Contrary to NY’s Meatpacking District, theirs actually functions with plenty of meat purveyors instead of nightclubs, overpriced restaurants and bars. One can actually come here and purchase animals for consumption!

imageLike most of these indoor markets that have become super trendy to beat the rent hikes, it has become a game of “How many vendors can we cram under one roof?” In order to get my bearings and concentrate, I had to start off with a coffee. Thankfully this was visible from the entrance and poured by Peregrine Espresso.

A very serious coffee vendor…I had a whole show with a filter and a funnel and a hot pot of water they slowly poured over grinds for my entertainment. I really want to believe it does something magical. Make me a believer!!!

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I decided to order teh “Buziraguhindwa Sundried, Burundi”. (Try saying that fast three times.) Great play on my name when I picked up the cup though! (PPM winks*)

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After a couple laps and gawking sessions and multiple intriguing vendors, we found some egg-product at Mason Dixie. A vendor that prides themselves on gourmet biscuits, premium fried chicken and classic comfort foodies…They make a mighty-fine breaky sammy I must say!

imageThere is my breakfast up close and personal. (Pictured Above: Three eggs and cheese on a freshly baked buttermilk Mason Dixie biscuit) Superb! I made sure to request a side of sriracha as well as their pimento cheese spread. PPM <3’s pimento cheese!

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In addition we ordered the bacon, egg and cheese on their famous cheddar biscuit. It all disappeared withing minutes. (Three girls vs. two biscuits)

imageDon’t think you can finish all that decadence? All good… They give you their adorable box to take home your leftovers.

imageWhile you may have to split up into teams and fight for a seat, Union Market is worth a look-see. Our breakfast treats made for some fantastic sightseeing fuel that day. I even managed to get a photo in front of the Supreme Court. The “cheesing” only started here since PeanutPimpMama “loves her some” old buildings!

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That hair tho… him n Trumpzies… Year o’ the hair!


Café Pam Pam – Juan-les-Pins, Côte d’Azur, France

PeanutPimpMama1-300x300I’m sure studying international business in Nice was the worst influence I could have ever had. When on the Riviera “lady of leisure” takes on an entirely new meaning by raising the bar high. What could be better than vacationing in the most beautiful place on earth with the most amazing-eats and wines around? With a coastline so blue you could get lost staring at it, it’s a perfect place to eat, shop, beach, drink (repeat). This is where I made some of my fondest memories doing just that.

While scrounging around my NYC cupboard the other day, a little tiki man fell out of my stash and right into the dog’s (Myrtle’s) bowl. I chuckled to myself as I fished it out of the water and dried it off. That tiki head was a garnish off one of many-an-elaborate-cocktail and sundaes consumed at Rhumerie Pam-Pam in Juan-les-Pins. The first time I had been to this cafe was a whole decade ago. I took this pic last summer in utter amazement that some things never change…except the ever-expanding collection of white hair on my head.

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These elaborate tiki-decorations seem to travel well! The collection I’ve built up in the last decade has survived three countries and four major metropolitan cities including (Nice itself) London, Paris and now NYC.

331612_10150400600123509_331188182_oI thought about how unique this place seemed when I first sipped a drink out of a giant seashell back in 2005. Safe to say I’ve witnessed all kinds of libation-vessels as I’ve become quite “seasoned” in the cocktail arena. I’ve even slung a few in my time.

I’ve always had an affinity for tiki-bars and Pam-Pam happens to be right up PeanutPimpMama’s alley. However it wasn’t until my last trip to JLP that it dawned on me…This was actually a Brazilian themed café-pub?! Yet I have no recollection of anything like this during my trip to Rio in 2010. (Although there may have been a couple of things I missed out on.) It’s all about who you travel with!

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Ten years later and this place is still drawing quite the crowd with more elaborate concoctions than ever.

I ordered a massive hazelnut and fudge doused sundae during my last Pam-Pam session. The last thing I needed was some more sugar with all of my sugar…I couldn’t pass up the opportunity for a tiki bird! (Cue the diabetic shock!)

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If you’re lucky you get a little memorable cabaret action to motivate you through your goodies. Goodies…

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23 years old here…Just three lovely ladies and some “ballers” in Antibes!

My old roommates and I were lucky to have a NYC rendezvous last year… It was so nice to catch up on the last decade in real-time. I may not be close to JLP’s Rhumerie Pam-Pam, but thanks to technology today these two lovely ladies are never more than a click* away!

 Reminiscing over happier and warmer times… Stay dry out there!

~PPM

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Del Posto – Meatpacking District, NYC

Oh the holidays! WPeanutPimpMama1-300x300e finally have a chance to sit back and relax with a couple of bevvies and watch as people become less and less appropriate and more and more full of “merriment”. While event coordinating has always been a huge element to my life over the years, this holiday season was extra special as I had the liberty of party planning with Del Posto. A big fan of Mario Batali and Italian food in general, I was elated to finally to dine at one of the country’s best Relais & Chateaux restaurants located right here in NYC.

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The experience:

When you enter Del Posto you can’t not be impressed by the dimensions of the towering space. Our guests were greeted by the most welcoming staff and copious amounts of prosecco (Flor, Prosecco NV Veneto). I was pleased with the newly refurbished Barbaresco room (downstairs level) where our event was held. It was softly lit and the dark wood contrasting with the crisp white linens and leather chairs created a perfect canvas for the enticing (and photogenic) meal ahead. I was excited to see bottles of white and red wines generously topped off as guests convened and a buzz slowly filled the air.

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The first plate served was the Antipasto course, an “Insalata Autunnale” composed of Slow Roasted Tubers, Mustard Greens & Foglie di Noce. Much more substantial than your typical green salad, it was a nice warm way to start off the meal on this cold and rainy afternoon. It was cozy! (PeanutPimpMama loves all-things-cozy.)

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For our mains, “Secondi”  we had the choice of a sea bass prepared with chestnuts, chicories and salsify or a succulent cut of NY strip steak with charred onion salad and eggplant alla Pizzaiola. (below)

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The bass was divine, but by the time I got around to trying a bite of my friend’s strip steak I was chewing for quite a while.

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Finally it was dolce time! The absolutely perfect slice of fig jam crostada arrived à la mode with Fiore di Latte Gelato and Aceto Balsamico drizzle. It was a perfect note to end this seasonally influenced meal without feeling like you were going to explode from pure gluttony.

imageLast but not least… A sophisticated plate of assorted biscotti were presented at the center of the tables. These were necessary since it was “coffee time” for some but not for most as the bubbles and chitter-chatter among tables continued to flow.

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What would a proper holiday party be without after-party drinks? As our guests left the Barbaresco room the stragglers were welcomed up to the bar on the main level where we were presented with an extensive wine and cocktail list. While the knowledgeable bartenders can sell you on some fine Italian wines, we opted for a classic bubbly creation indigenous to Venezia- The Bellini.

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These easy sippers were quite a production to make. Fresh peach purée and a river of prosecco were combined in a magical mixing jar. After a few waves of a wand they were elegantly presented in two frosty flutes for our enjoyment. Totally worth the forty dollars après  an entire afternoon of pure decadence!

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Overall this was an impeccable experience full of delicious cuisine, professionalism and quality. I would only hope to have another event here one day. Please keep in mind that Del Posto is not a shot bar. I’m still trying to find out where all of this tequila came from!

Happy Holidays and a Healthy New Year!

<3 PeanutPimpMama

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The Huddle Bar and Grill – Sleepy Hollow, NY

Oh it’s AutumnPeanutPimpMama1-300x300 again! What does that mean? There are loads of great excuses to get out of the city and embrace all of the fun things that Fall brings. This past weekend I was hypnotized by beautiful scenes of golden foliage and pumpkin-spice galore as I drove up to the Hudson Valley for my cousin’s bachelorette party. She happens to be a big fan of Halloween so we decided to base her celebration around autumnal-festivities. The Village of Sleepy Hollow seemed like a good place to get that done! While we got a late start and missed the majority of the spooky fun, it was still nice to get out of the concrete jungle and have an adventure for the weekend. Honestly I was happy to see trees. #novelty

We stopped at the local provisions store in order to prepare for the night ahead. This Vampire wine stood out on the shelves for its uncanny theme and curious label. It would never happen if it weren’t for Halloween. Now that I’ve read up on their story I have a bit more respect for them. PeanutPimpMama shall visit the Vampire lounge and vineyards in the 2016 calendar since the other wines need to be had for a fair assessment. #marketinggonewrong

This fine wine called for fancy stemware… #desperatetimes #desperatemeasures

After putting on our Saturday-finest we called some taxis to head into the village of Sleepy Hollow. Our taxi ride set the tone for the evening with a driver that couldn’t help himself from spewing his life long narrative. I tuned out for most of it as he kept repeating the word “subpoena”. We soon arrived in the center of town and realized that dining was going to be a challenge with a group of nine girls and restaurants that wouldn’t accept reservations. On the upside, the menus all seemed to be fairly priced with lots of delicious micro brews on draft. (PeanutPimpMama likes this.)

Finally we found a restaurant that was willing to accommodate us with an hour wait. Their hostess highly suggested that we walk down the strip to a bar called The Huddle for a drink in efforts to kill time. This venue is your average upstate cozy bar with a couple TV’s, photo-bombing creepers and a jukebox for all of your inebriated entertainment needs. Their bar staff is very friendly too!

While glancing at the drafts my eyes were instantly drawn to Southern Tier’s Pumpking Ale. This was ordered along with my cousin’s genius suggestion for a sugar and cinnamon rim. Nothing tastes more like fall than a nine percent pumpkin beer with hints of cinnamon and cloves and an after taste with the essence of pie crust.

The plot had a very interesting twist that night. Dinner nearly happened at a proper sit-down restaurant until “The case of the pumpkin martinis and bye Felicia” occurred. To summarize, nine pumpkin martinis and some poor service created a lot of emotions and sent us straight back to The Huddle. They sure saved the day with their awesome “Huddle Balls”- fried Mac n’ Cheese delights with beefy centers (pictured above). The bride-to-be made a solid attempt at the “Huddle-burger”-topped with bacon, avocado and cheddar cheese (pictured below). They have tasty bar food on their menu that gets the job done!

PeanutPimpMama did not partake in the burger, but she rather enjoyed the thinly cut rosemary fries. They went especially well with the house blue cheese dressing and assorted condiments she was able to forage off the table caddies.

The night ended with a lot of fried foods. It was all-good since we were able to dance it off at the local block party. Coincidentally there was an amazing DJ spinning beats right in the middle of the road.

We needed something to burn off that funnel cake…Oh yeah and those fried Oreos too!

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Z Plage – Cannes, France

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I remember being excited about my first 100 Twitter followers. Now creeping slightly over 1,000, I get excited when I have some legit conversations (via tweets) and the occasional shout-out. PeanutPimpMama began blogging in 2012 and has had to explore avenues of exposing the “PPM brand”. Twitter has been most successful bringing in PPM’s very first invites for reviews and some blog-love.  It served as a useful tool when I started gathering info. for my Riviera trip this past summer. I searched hashtags high and low and googled my little heart out for new and exciting experiences.

The iconic Hotel Martinez (located on the Promenade de la Croisette) was one of the places that came up as a historical must-see in Cannes. Evidently back in the 20’s (PPM’s favorite decade) it was purchased by Emmanuel Martinez (Italian 20 year old famous hotelier) who’s idea was to construct the largest art-deco (also a favorite period of design for PPM) structure on the French Riviera. He succeeded in 14 months and the hotel proceeded to host many famous people over the years.
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The Martinez was incredibly responsive with their tweets but whoever is handling their PR is slightly misinforming. tisk tisk** (Shame on you Hyatt!) Initially lured in by their pier, I was told these blue seats were sat on a first-come first-served basis (or otherwise free). As it turned out, those seats were only for hotel guests (not up for rental) and my intentions of not staying there were made perfectly clear since I was just passing through town. What looked VIP was indeed VIP, and all of the tweets I shared with Hotel Martinez had me set up for great disappointment.

The day I arrived at Martinez I was curious to see what all the hype was about. I went for a gander inside and finally out to the “stunning” pool. Their website makes it look like a heavenly-oasis only to find out it’s a glorified puddle with surrounding loungers. Who needs that when you have the sea? Homegirl aint’ got time for that.
After the bad lounger-news, I settled at the Zbar overlooking Zplage which happens to be the largest private beach in Cannes. My then travel buddy and I were presented with a menu of cocktails and wines we had recently been educated on thanks to La Nuit en Rosé. I decided to sip a frosty beverage instead as we knocked one back and devised a plan. (Pictured Above: Feelgood Colada-Rhum blanc, rhum brun, ananas, banane, jus de mangue and coco)-You just can’t turn down a drink named “Feelgood Colada”, n’est-ce pas? Even without an umbrella or hammock (any stressful elements combined) this cocktail brought me a brief moment of zen, a true calm in the storm. Besides, how can one be miserable on the French Riviera anyway? It’s just NOT REAL! ZPlage- resto has a really nice food menu as well, but we devoured a bowl of nuts, (gratuit). #magiccocktail #zen #peacemaker

It wasn’t until the second glass of pink stuff that we decided to surrender to the beach lady at ZPlage who haggled us at the entrance for ALL-THE-EUROS. So the loungers might be a million euros to rent but that’s why we were there in the first place, n’est-ce pas? Their system was fascinating as we watched the position of the sun change that afternoon. If you get there early you’re looking at spending the full 120.00 (#obvs). Catch them in the afternoon and you’re charged half the fee with some negotiation over the first row vs. second row in from the water (for 85 euros). The second row back seems like a good idea until the sun sets and you find yourself squiggling around trying to catch some rays while regretting your second-class decisions. I became jealous of the first-rowers. They have this system down. It’s all business here at the Hotel Martinez.

Eventually everyone left the plage and the DJ started playing the most perfect beats for sundown. In spite of the clear miscommunication, I loved every second of my experience at Zplage and bar. I miss my tan and summer…Good things always happen in the summertime.

~PPM

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“Personally, I’d be perfectly happy to just call it a day and fuck off to the nearest hammock and a frosty boat drink with an umbrella in it. “- Anthony Bourdain 

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