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Heya!

Welcome to Yum Yum Fun (#YYF). It's my lil temple in the sky, dedicated to some of the things I like best: food, friendship, and - of course - fun. My nannu makes wine + salami, my mom has a catering biz and my grandfather loves a martini up with a twist. Long story short: creation and enjoyment of food runs deep in my DNA. I'm excited about authenticity, community, and eccentricity. Beyond #YYF, I’m a writer, strategist and cook, and throw dinner parties whenever possible. I created a journal with HarperCollins geared towards cultivating wonder and sharpening creativity -- available for order here. Baci.

On Loneliness & Negronis

On Loneliness & Negronis

If I'm honest, it's been something of a lonely summer. Not entirely lonely - mostly hilarious actually - but I've had a few moments of being like 'holy fck, I thought I was just strolling through Washington Square Park but really these hydrangeas are going to make me cry and Prince is dead and I'm alone and ahhHHHhhh.' (And let's not even talk about the 4 week stint where I watched "Lemonade" at 3am repeatedly...). Weirdly enough my #YYF adventures have anchored things a bit, either putting shape around the anxiety I'm feeling by giving me a vehicle to explore my mood or by bringing me into conversation with the kind souls who make my twisted little heart cramp with happiness e.g. my friends. 

Each of the photos below are a snapshot from a foodie adventure which has made me feel like Carrie Bradshaw, Joan Didion, a Neapolitan 80 year in a veil and rosary, a florist in the stalls of Mexico City, a yenta, a healer, a therapist, a loveless spinster, a truly happy lady, or just me - true blue - kinda bored, kinda silly, kinda wise. 

From an actual #YYF perspective, I would say some of the highlights have included: having a solo slice at Joe's on a hot summer night and feeling the feels, sharing a "sunkissed sour" at Clover Club with my neighbors and discussing the merits of Mexico City, celebrating my girl Delmo's engagement with frozen negronis at Alta Linea, and lonely girl bagel breakfasts on my roof with Van Leewan iced coffee and feminist literature of varying complexity. 

This post is a toast to the lil snippets which have been the backdrop of my summer - the good, the bad, the ugly. As it turns out, YYF is sometimes only a vehicle for my Xanga style reminiscing but whatevah. I'm young, I'm raw, I should have a bottle of Pinot Blanc chilling in my fridge at this very moment. 

#Bachsuzette in Beacon

#Bachsuzette in Beacon

Red Hook Redux

Red Hook Redux