OH HEY BOO, YOU MISS ME?

You can now find me "officially" at vinasana.com! 

xoxo, vin

Miemo: I saw a recipe for 'Asian ravioli ...ain't that shit called dumplings?

I mean, 72 ain't bad

Steph: This guy at work is trying to eat 100 McNuggets in an hour. Everyone is betting against him. (an hour later) He got to 72 and threw up. 

Lot of things happening and I promise to update sooner rather than later. 

Mostly good things, one very sad thing - life things in general.

Hope all is well, talk to you soon!  

If you don't know me by now, Mint - you will never never never know me.

me: Mint is sending me “Unusual spending on Food & Dining” emails. I feel like Mint judges so hard.
Cooper: I once exceeded my restaurant budget by 2000%. Mint don't know me.

vinstagram: turnip for what?

TURNIP FOR WHAT

A few days late, but a most awesome birthday gift from my sister. 

Dave 1. Chromeo perfection at 9:30 Club.

“This was my inspiration, miss vina.” - Chef Larry Cage

Douglas Gordon's Play Dead, Real Time at Hirshhorn's After Hours

Uppercase, Bold, and double exclamation points. I like your enthusiasm, Plan9. 

Fall in Love

Happy Sunday! I finished a bunch of errands AND got a surprise ticket to tomorrow's Phantogram show at 9:30 Club! See y'all there! 

me: I may or may not hold your hand and cry when they play “Fall in Love.”
Naty: Uhhh I will most likely cry so no judgement.

Side note, awesome day in New York yesterday, photos soon. I'm trying to post photos in a timely fashion after events, then again I never posted about Jamaica and that was in April so...there's that. 

had to rack my 90s brain for these track titles

Nick: No Doubt's Tragic Kingdom still holds up. Sunday Morning. 

me: Excuse Me? Mister, I'm Just A Girl. Hey You, I'm going to End It On This: You Can Do It. Happy Now? 

Side note, cut to me spending a few minutes trying to decide between “rack my brain” or “wrack my brain” - it was nerve-(w)racking for sure. No Doubt. 

just barely Thursday morning

sounds like: American Horror Story/Freak Show (Scary clowns. No.). Could I Be coming home with Sylvan Esso? Current favorite driving song: Bang Bang by the Monophonics.  Will You, Daniel Wilson, will you? Supreme guilty pleasure song, though def can't blast this one down the streets of Old Town: Lil Dicky's Ex-Boyfriend. 

tastes like: Hot wasabi spiced peanuts. Black garlic from Union Market, though I don't know what to do with it yet. 

feels like: I turn 31 on Saturday. I'm throwing an ice cream social because I'm an adult and I make adult life decisions. In all realness, I'm excited to spend a nice (maybe rainy) afternoon eating ice cream—cough-photographing ice cream—with my best friends. I've also decided to design menus after shindigs such as this one - keep my personal design skills fresh, ya know? 

smells like: dried lavender and perfume on my pillowcase. It's time for bed. 

photo via Not Without Salt