They had us at Taco Tuesday. Given our passionate love for all things taco (new phrase, ‘all things taco’), we hopped in an Uber the instant we heard about Presidio Social Club’s latest Partida…
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To start, a love letter. Dear Tacos, We love you. We love you so much. No, wait. We love you more than that. We love you any way that you come. Corn. Flour. With guacamole.…
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Once upon a time, a long, long, long time ago, we hated wine. We also hated nature. And now look at us. Loving obsessing over the former, liking tolerating the latter — meaning, we guzzled wine…
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Imagine. Miles upon miles of lobster rolls, as far as the eye can see. If anyone claims they’re a miracle worker, we protest, make THAT happen. Honestly, we’re so ridiculous; we’re talking about lobster…
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Fact: you can’t live on milkshakes and curly fries alone. We’ve tried; we live above a 24-hour diner… It’s a harsh reality, sure. No, wait; a terrible curse on humanity. But, it’s like Oprah…
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If we could, we’d have pizza every day. EVERY. DAY. All meals, all day long. We’d have pizza pancakes*, pizza tacos**, pizza sandwiches***, pizza pies****, pizza cake*****, pizza biscuits, pizza frappucinos, pizza pudding, pizza…
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(a.k.a. how to fool everyone into thinking you’re fancy when you usually just drink Three Wishes wine [at Whole Foods for $2.47 a bottle… HOW IS IT SO CHEAP?!] while binge watching beauty transformation…
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Chris’ mom once wisely told him, circa 1994, “A tidy bed makes for a tidy day.” And so, we proudly make our bed, every day, every morning. HI, CHRIS’ MOM! But, let’s be honest for…
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When asked to list our hobbies, we have but two priorities: shopping, eating. Eating while shopping? Best. Day. Ever. Consider us the embodiment of the Millennial. Ew. No. Don’t do that. We’re just being us.…