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Kid you not! This Rosewater Strawberry Milkshake Smoothie taste like strawberry milk straight from my elementary cafeteria days. And, it’s a refreshing drink after running a few miles or doing yoga. Of course, this is a healthier version, but I would like to think those of you with kids, would enjoy serving them a tall glass of this smoothie when there’s no time to cook, but there’s more time for you to work out.
Adrian: Why do you wanna fight?
Rocky: Because I can’t sing or dance.
ROCKY, which opened on March 13, 2014 at the historic Winter Garden Theatre brings to life the iconic and inspiring story of struggling small time Philly boxer, Rocky Balboa, who gets a once-in-a-lifetime shot to go the distance against heavyweight champ Apollo Creed. Both an adrenaline-infused spectacle and a surprising story of blossoming romance between two lonely outsiders, ROCKY is a heart-stopping and viscerally theatrical new musical for everyone brave enough to follow their dream. To learn more, visit RockyBroadway.com.Read more →
After weeks of resting well and looking at the four corners of my apartment, a good friend suggested we drive two hours to Lavender by the Bay in East Marion, New York. They have a booth in Union Square’s farmer’s market selling lavender bunches, dried lavender for cooking, lavender sachets and more. After reassuring the boyfriend the trip is mostly sitting in a car, walking around the fields for less than an hour and driving another two hours back to the city, my friend and I left Brooklyn one foggy, mild Thursday morning. We picked a weekday, because the crowds would’ve been too stressful for me (I’m not in the condition to stand in line). We also took a chance, because the weather stations predicted t-storms starting around 1 pm. We started our trip at 7:30 am, so we can return to the city before the heavy rains. Read more →
The New York Botanical Garden has a gorgeous showcase called The Edible Garden. It’s an exhibit demonstrating how plants and their glorious bounty go straight to a table. Although in some dishes, they’ll take a detour in a kitchen. The exhibit started June 19 and it will end October 17. Several weekends will feature famous chefs, cooking demonstrations and garden classes. This week’s theme is berry special. I’ve also included recipes for a Strawberry Mint and a Mango Raspberry Sorbet to accompany this week’s theme. The strawberries and raspberries are from the farmer’s market, and the mint is from my urban pottery garden. The mangoes used in this recipe is a favorite variety called Champagne. It’s important to let them fully ripe to enjoy their sweetness. Please enjoy the show. Read more →
When I was young, my father would wake me in the early morning to go strawberry picking. He didn’t know how to do my hair, so he would stuff it in a baseball cap. The vendors would think I was a boy. Sometimes, my sister would come with us, too. The house was searched for any empty container to bring with us to the strawberry field. It was a short ten minute ride from the house. Once there, we would go from row to row, eating and picking strawberries. As we brought our containers full of strawberries to the weighing center, my father would joke that my sister and I needed to be weighed, too. Once at home, we would help my father clean and trim the strawberries. Eating and laughing. I would say, “This berry doesn’t look good. What do you think?” He would place the berry in his mouth and proclaim, “It taste good to me!” Read more →