Until then, let's recap my weekend at the Grand Hyatt with these four girlies, my grandmother, and enough mother-daughter pairs to make my head spin. Plus a dose of the boy for good measure.
It all began on Saturday afternoon, we split ways as I headed to the City Bakery for lunch.
Since I was the first one of my friends there, I had time to survey the "salad bar," otherwise known as the exquisite selection of
In addition to their sweet selection, which offered various organic baked goods, fresh every 30 minutes. The first order of business was ordering a small hot chocolate. Why? "
Beyond pleased with my chocolate-y beverage, I filled up a heavy to-go container with greens, roasted vegetables, and baked tofu. I wanted to get enough so that my grandma could have lunch too, but quickly realized that my gluttony had a ridiculous price tag of nearly $30. At least it tasted good? Let's not get into that, back to the reason I was in the city in the first place.
With my parents' weekends both booked, we were left with the responsibility of accompanying my sister to the annual Dance Educators of American NYC competition. By the time they performed later that afternoon, I had reunited with the boy and my grandmother. He was especially impressed :) and my sister's dance team went home with multiple platinum medals.
We went to mia dona for a late dinner that night to celebrate. My little sister, Deanna, is a huge fan of Italian food so I made sure to find a restaurant that had great reviews and a convenient location.
When we were immediately met by the most fabulous of bread baskets served with ricotta cheese "butter," I already knew I'd picked the right place!
Deanna had soda, my grandma drank water, the boy ordered an Italian beer, and I savored a personal carafe of Castello Monaci Piluna from Puglia. 'Twas perfection across the board.
As an appetizer we split a delectable mixed green salad with artichoke, cured olive, and parmigiano in their house vinaigrette.
Deanna enjoyed their hand made pasta for dinner, a fresh fettucia in a roasted tomato sauce with stracciatella, while the boy went for a eggplant parmiagana with buffalo mozzarella.My grandma and I both had the Ravioli di spinaci e ricotta con burro acido e pecorino, or spinach and ricotta raviola with brown butter, lemon and pecorino.
For dessert, what is a celebratory dinner without it, Deanna, the boy, and I split a trio of gelato. My grandmother, on the other hand, indulged in a hard-to-find favorite, Italian ricotta cheesecake.
We all agreed that the entire experience was fantastic and were greeted at it's end by the unseasonably warm night air. For this reason amongst others (so full) we walked back to the hotel, the boy in front with Deanna, and I behind them with my grandmother (adorable). Then, later that night, him and I said good night and goodbye for nearly a month and a half's time.
The following morning I slept in as Deanna attended dance workshops. I awoke around brunch time :) and headed across the street to Pershing Square Café for some delicious morning food.
I had a pot of their Sencha Green tea alongside my bowl of oatmeal with fresh fruit.And that's the end of that story! Actually, though, I'd like to address my shape too... because it's not exactly where I'd like it to be. I'm not sure of how much I weigh, but I know a bit more than I'd usually like to, (I can tell by the way my clothes fit,) and I'd like to change that. I know that I finally have my nutritional bases covered and yet I've been slacking beyond belief when it comes to exercise. I simply have not been doing it. So, once next week starts, I will begin going to yoga again, at least three days a week, and be more conscious about staying active away from the mat as well. Striving for balance is a constant journey;
P.S. Go win something "bossy" and wish Kailey & SnackFace a very happy blogiversary!