Henry's Nursery Reveal (Oh, and I had a baby)

It's been exactly one year to the day since I created this site. And the reason I know that, is because after being hit by a wave of inspiration to write something--anything--this morning, I logged on to find my first blog post written March 23, 2017. I had been flirting with the idea of having my own place to purge my thoughts. After that, in typical fashion, I wrote exactly one post (mostly to explore the site's backend) about some Chinese Mexican food and haven't returned. But so much more has happened since then. 

I had been married three weeks at the time. I'd just left my job as lifestyle editor at Indianapolis Monthly magazine. Two months later, I found out I was pregnant. Three months later, my mom passed away. Six months after that, I gave birth (all natural, on his due date, a super blue blood moon might I add and yes, I'm bragging a little here) to Henry James Incandela and he's the best thing ever. But yeah, 2017 was ROUGH. 

One of the things that I was able to find some joy in during that time, was decorating Henry's nursery under the guidance of our dear friend Estelle. Estelle is a French woman living in the UK, a super mom by day, and a interior designer by night. 

She created a space that we could not be more thrilled with. And, I'm pleased to say, Henry slept in his room for the first time last night, waking up all smiles - a seal of approval, if you ask me. (Also, a huge thanks to Beth over at Seersucker and Saddles for the recommendation on a sleep trainer. I don't care if it sounds bougie - last night was worth every penny.)

Anyway, Estelle explains the designs process really well, complete with before/after photos and mood boards, over on her blog, Savage Interiors. Check it out. 

If you just want a quick look at pretty pictures of a lovely room, an adorable baby, and a confused bullmastiff, scroll on. Photos are by the amazingly talented Alex Morris

Maybe I won't be back here for another year. Maybe I'll be back tomorrow. But I have to say, it feels really good to have my fingers hit the keyboard again. Even if the rest of my body is covered in spit up. 

Details on decor items over on Estelle's Savage Interiors post because free time with a seven-week-old is precious, yo. 

Las Vegas: China Poblano at The Cosmopolitan

High on my list of spots to hit on a recent trip to Las Vegas was China Poblano. Located inside The Cosmopolitan (conveniently located next door to Aria where we were staying), the José Andrés restaurant offers an experience fitting for diners who aren't afraid to mix and match their dishes—but not in an enchilada egg roll kind of way. The Chinese Mexican menu is less of a mash-up and more of a "I can't decide between the two" kind of thing, hence the tagline Noodles and Tacos.  

My husband, who had already been to the restaurant a handful of times, joined me for lunch before he came down with the plague and didn't leave our hotel room for three days. Appetizing, right? 

Speaking of appetizers...we started with the lamb potstickers. They came in an order of six which pleased me because I can't stand odd numbered appetizers—think about it, most people dine in pairs. Then there's the whole, "You have it" "No, I'm full, you have it" but you end up splitting it thing. Anyway, they were very tasty and the cumin-season "crispy lace" made for a cool presentation. I also ordered the salt air margarita which I had read about on Yelp reviews but found it the "air" a little overwhelming, and that's coming from someone who would refill the salt rim with every sip of a margarita. 

Next came the When Pigs Fly steamed buns. I'm a sucker for steamed buns (I rarely eat pork, although I fell off that wagon on our recent trip to Cuba—more on that later. Cuba, not the pork.) but these were exceptionally good, a perfect balance of light but sticky and doughy with just the right amount of sauce inside.

Finally, we split the twenty-vegetable fried rice which I mostly wanted to try because it was such a divisive issue in reviews. Some people raved about it, others said it was just $20 fried rice. I fall somewhere in between. I didn't count them but at a $1 per vegetable it didn't *feel* like there that many. 

There were certainly more adventurous things on the menu such as quail egg siu mai and beef tongue tacos but considering my brain was still in another time zone and my husband looked like death warmed over, it was exactly where we needed to be. I look forward to trying it again on our next visit—the gan pung ji chicken wings are calling my name. 

I'm Back (Sort Of)

Hi! Remember me? 


That's okay. 

I'm a very different person that I was back in my blogging days anyway. And, while I wouldn't dare say I'm back as a blogger, I do miss having a place to write outside of the work I do over here

So, if you're so inclined to follow along on whatever shows up on this site from time to time, I would like that. I would like that very much.