Living in New York, it’s easy to assume that this is my hands-down favorite city, that there’s nowhere (at least nowhere in America) I would need or want to travel to get my favorite foods. Every kind of Asian? Go to Manhattan Chinatown. Or Brooklyn Chinatown. Or Queens! Queens, in
When I started researching my trip to Italy, I was kind of shocked by how little information there was about accommodations. I’m the sort of person who likes to read between 10-20 reviews of a hotel or B&B minimum before I book my stay, and I found that this was essentially
It’s a good thing we ended our trip to Italy in Florence, because it would have been a tough act to follow. Of all the cities we visited — even famed foodie destinations Bologna and Parma — Florence had some of our favorite foods. By the time we got there,
Since we had just over a day in Wexford, we tried to squeeze in as much of the sites as possible. After chatting with a local in the parking lot of Dunbrody Abbey (who taught us that Kilmokea was pronounced Kill-mokee not Kill-moh-key-ah), we realized that we would need to
On the way from Kilmokea Country Manor & Gardens to our night’s lodging at Killiane Castle, we had a semi-planned stop along the way. I’ve had a lifelong love affair with hedge mazes after visiting the Formal Gardens at Georgian Court College in New Jersey as a child, so when
Last summer, the Gastognome and I set off on a 10-day road trip around Ireland. Since we were flying in and out of Dublin, we wanted to create a loop that made the most of our time on the Emerald Isle. After months of planning and drafting various itineraries, we
This morning I woke up missing Paris to the point of near-physical pain. Specifically warm pain au chocolat from a tiny boulangerie with orange awning in Montmarte, where I spent one of the most blissfully strange weeks of my life.