It’s totally starting to feel like Fall around here. Normally I don’t love that because it means I can no longer flit around in sundresses, but right now I’m enjoying the weather. It’s the definition of crisp. It’s perfect for me because it’s cool enough to make me want to cozy up, but not so cold that I’m uncomfortable whenever I step outside. I’ve been enjoying laying low, celebrating the Jewish high holidays (shana tova!), but I’m excited for the weekend adventures I have coming up, which include a movie (The Girl on the Train!) and a hike.
Marcy brought her wedding to life with such amazing little details – I have no idea how she managed to do all of it without a wedding planner. One of her adorable touches was the wheelbarrow containing all the escort cards. You can’t see it in this photo, but each card was inserted into a mini wooden block. This wedding was the epitome of rustic chic.
On Saturday evening I met up with Steph and Gav to crash their 4th wedding anniversary celebration. Since their planning to move to Steph’s home state of Massachusetts soon, they decided to celebrate by hitting up all their old NYC haunts. They started by Steph’s first apartment in the city and then bar hopped their way down to their subsequent two apartments. I met up with them and loved reliving our glory days. I thought it was such a great idea that I might have to replicate with my own beau…even though we have no plans to move.
For the first time since moving to NYC, I didn’t really have plans to celebrate Rosh Hashanah. Normally, I do dinner with Matt and Karina, but their life is a little crazy with a new home, a 1-year old, and a nutso work schedule. Albert thought I looked a little sad about it so he suggested something we could make our own new tradition. On erev Rosh Hashanah (the night before and when the holiday officially begins), we went down to Russ and Daughters Café – a temple of Jewish cuisine – for a legitimate meal of matzah ball soup, gefilte fish, chopped liver, kugel, and brisket. The food was fabulous, and it was nice to start a new tradition. We followed it up with a home cooked Rosh Hashanah meal the evening of the first day that included apples and honey, a challah, and squash casserole, a nod to my family’s Southern high holiday traditions. Major kudos to Albert who is embracing these Jewish traditions, even though he is Catholic. Together, we’re coming up with new traditions all our own as we build our lil family.