THE NOT SO BLONDE TRAVEL

I usually don’t have long titles like this, but this was chosen by one of the main protagonists in the story and, unfortunately for my ego and pride, it does describe the situation pretty well.  See I am the foodie. I almost always pick the restaurants my friends and I go to, and in my defense, I usually pick pretty good spots, whether its a hole in the wall kind of place or a Michelin star restaurant.  I sometimes even pick what everyone is eating - no I am not a control freak - I just love to share and try a million different flavors.  So naturally, when my boyfriend and I go for dinner, I do the same to him, and for the most part, he has been really cool about it. Unless it is raw onion or truffle oil, he will try anything.  But on Valentine’s Day of all days, he did not budge when I tried to choose for him.  I don’t remember word for word what I said, but it was definitely along the lines of: “you don’t go to a fancy place to order simp...

When people think about the Hamptons, they think summer, they thinks expensive houses and snobbish people.  When I do, I think Gurney's Oceanfront Resort, peaceful beaches, casual seafood markets and roaming deers. I am one of those that almost likes it better in the winter.  I won’t lie. Gurney’s is a bit fancy, but somehow it still feels cosy. The view is breathtaking, the amenities are on point, the spa is gorgeous, but it’s not uptight. And the staff is impeccably trained. But sweet. And that’s why I love Gurney’s so much versus other fancy places I have been to in my many travels. And even when I was not staying at their facility and just wanted to give a sneak peak of the property to my friends visiting from Europe, the staff was all smiles and welcoming. Quick Pit Stop on our Montauk tour Try that at the Ritz and let me know how that goes -:) When Gurney says that their philosophy is to “accommodate each guest perso...