All posts tagged: travel

Chi-town!

After years of Chicago staring at us from our bucket list, we finally get to check it off. But not without thanks to our dear friends, Paul and Melina, who decided to have their wedding close by and to our amazing family who watched Quentin for us while we spent the weekend away. Thank you! Here was our weekend in a couple of snapshots… A drive-by shot of Wrigley Field. Where can you park around there?!The John Hancock Center  was surrounded in clouds when we arrived, so no observatory for us. Womp womp.  We left for the D.C. airport at 4:30 a.m., so when we finally made it into the city, we were understandably pretty hangry. Uno Pizzeria & Grill to the rescue…  Pizzas apparently take 35-45 minutes to make, so you can order up front while you wait for a table to open. I’m usually a thin-slice pizza kind of gal, but I must admit this deep dish won me over.   I don’t even want to tell you how much we paid to park in this garage for …

Exploring wine country

After our brief stint in San Francisco, our party of four (including two pregnant women) escaped to wine country for a couple days of relaxation, drinking (for the boys) and eating (for the girls). It was baby moon bliss! In a couple of photos… Our first victim:  Morimoto in downtown Napa. Who needs wine when you have amazing sushi? Can you guess how many wineries we visited in two full days? Find out at the end… Our first two stops included Goosecross Cellars and the Baldacci Family Vineyards. The Baldacci wine caves. Mmm, look at all of those tasty cedar barrels. Confession:  Jay and I watched “Bottle Shock” the night before we visited Chateau Montalena Winery. We were star-struck for sure, but how you can not be? This place was beautiful. We stopped at Auberge du Soleil to enjoy some drinks on their terrace. Check out the view! Acacia’s olive trees were speaking to me.  Artesa’s panoramic views were hard to beat. The Cline Cellars‘ tasting room is held in an 1850s farmhouse. Swirling my San Pelligrino water at Round Pound Estate. No …

Hi, San Fran!

I met San Fran for the first time on a beautiful sunny October afternoon. She hosted us for several days in which we walked, bused and cable-car’d ourselves silly. We ate ourselves even sillier. I should mention that I was seven months pregnant at the time, and we traveled with another pregnant couple, which meant double the hunger hormones. This, of course, isn’t a bad thing when you’re in San Francisco. :) Here are some of my favorite photos from the trip… Tourist trap:  the Painted Ladies. Cue the “Full House” theme song!A view from the Golden Gate Promenade. Aquatic Park My husband was not going to leave the city until he rode in a cable car. I have to admit that I’m so glad we did! Vibrant Chinatown. I could’ve spent a week here alone – so much to see and eat. On our first full day in the city, we were honored to attend our friends’ wedding at the Trocadero Clubhouse in Sigmund Stern Grove. It was absolutely charming. These doughnuts = happy …

Vancouver in less than 48 hours

In hindsight, we should’ve given ourselves more than a day and a half to explore the largest city in British Columbia, but Jay and I made the best of our time and covered a lot of ground — all by foot! Join me for a walking tour of this gorgeous city… We got into the city late afternoon after our ski trip at Whistler. After finding and settling into a our hotel, we immediately set out to find food. The twinkle lights and cobblestone streets of Gastown drew us in. The Gastown steam clock even whistles! It’s powered by steam from the city’s downtown centralized heating system. At right is a statue of “Gassy” Jack Deighton, a steamboat captain who arrived in 1867 and opened the area’s first saloon. Funny how we go to Vancouver to end up eating at a Carolina barbecue place. No regrets though, this place was delicious. (Insider tip: order the jalapeno pork sausage smokie and a side of their hush puppies with honey bourbon dip!) Canada Place, home to Vancouver’s convention centre, that …

The wonder of Whistler

Though I personally prefer white diamonds, my husband opts for the black diamonds and has converted me into a ski bunny with the lure of cute winter accessories (I have an obsession with winter hats!) and fun trips. It worked. Our first taste of west coast skiing happened at Lake Tahoe last February. After that trip, we knew we’d be back at it again, but where? We decided on Whistler in Vancouver, B.C., which ended up being a bad mistake because now we’re officially s.p.o.i.l.e.d. Big time. Some fast facts about the 2010 Winter Olympics host: 200+ trails on 8,171 acres with 37 lifts, and the longest trail is 7 miles long. In a couple of photos…  Our first layover was in Chicago before heading to Vancouver. Really nice airport, but I’m mad at myself for passing up an opportunity to eat a deep dish pizza. In my defense, it was only 9 a.m., but still!  After grabbing our rental car in Vancouver, our first priority was food! We pulled over at the first available …