You know how some people grow up and have great, contagious pride in their hometown? It’s really pretty common – but that’s not my journey. When it comes to my Hoosier hometown of Fishers, I’ll admit it, I’m a curmudgeon. Not a fan. Then again to be fair coming here from one of the United States’ most beautiful cities, San Diego, it never really stood a chance did it?

Lately though, much to my surprise, it’s really upped its game! My previous post about Tilly’s was my first public acknowledgment of the improvements, but I had yet another taste of what could be the new and improved Fishers – a chic, borderline hipster, not so cookie-cutter town.



Just across the way from where Tilly’s stands, there’s a new little coffee shop.  I’d always seen the signs for a store called Vardagen and never made the time to pop in, but when they put out a sign for a recently added coffee shop inside, *ding ding* lord knows I will make any excuse to pull over for coffee.

Take a peek inside, and then if you get a chance head over to give it a try for yourself.  The coffee is top-notch, the employees are rad, and the clothing … well, I didn’t escape without a new little something.





At first it seems like there’s no seating, but make sure to step in back where there’s a lovely mural and space to sit down and enjoy your cuppa.



Fishers, whatever you’re doing, don’t stop – it’s perfect! 


Take Me to Tilly’s

When I say my town can be a bit … basic, if you will … I mean it. It has a few of the charms one would expect to find in a little Midwest town, but mostly it’s a lot of strip malls and chain restaurants and cookie cutter housing developments. Great place for raising children (or so they say, not that I would know), not so great place for having unique cultural experiences. You win some you lose some.

That is, until we discovered Tilly’s.  Right in downtown Fishers, there is now the cutest little British Tea Room.  Owned by a native of Newcastle – hometown of Sting – the spot is positively British through and through. From the decor to the menu for just a second you can step off the streets of Fishers and think you’re right in the heart of London. And just in time for high tea.




With tutus and tulle skirts on we made a fun little girls day of our visit to Tilly’s and spoiled ourselves rotten.




The cutest little one in our group hit the jackpot with the Princess Tea, and a spread fit for royalty.



While grandma and I went for the gluten free options of a panini and salad, both of which were beyond delicious!


I’ve never really felt like there was anywhere in this town that I could be a “regular,” but I think I may have just found it.

Until next time, Tilly’s! 


California State of Mind

As I mentioned in the previous post, our little family trip to San Diego was one of those “pack as many things into a day as humanly possible” types of vacations.  Generally those end up being the worst kinds of trips, although you still won’t hear any complaining here, but this one somehow managed to stay fun through it all. Here’s an example of one day’s packed itinerary:

Seaport Village

for a morning stroll and a little snack/coffee break…





The Tide Pools

to say goodbye to the morning gloom and welcome the sun…







and Ocean Beach

to fully embrace the blue skies and beachy vibes that we all love so much




Never ever change, SD, you’re perfect just the way you are.


Lazy Mornings in Point Loma

One of my favorite things about this trip to San Diego was that it somehow didn’t feel rushed. At least not to me.  I know my sister had a million and one places she wanted to show her family before the trip had to, as they all annoyingly must, come to and end. And yet every morning, in our house with the view worth a billion bucks, we made a mini-tradition of slowly sipping our coffee and enjoying the peace and calm that comes with a break from normal routines.



(Side note: Better Buzz she be renamed The Best Buzz, because once you try their honey latte you’ll never be the same)



And when we finally worked up the strength (thanks, caffeine), we pulled ourselves out of our little oasis and hit the road.



Of course, there was tons of beautiful San Diego to explore – so the next few posts will be picture heavy.  The beauty of the place speaks more than words ever could.


A Homecoming

Returning to San Diego always feels like a return home, but this trip felt more important and special than any before it. It’s been nearly ten years since my family and I returned together, but more importantly this trip was the first time my sister was able to introduce her own kids to our childhood home.  A chance for them to see this “magical San Diego” we always talk about, the place from all those pictures in their house, and also their first trip to anywhere outside of the little midwest bubble.  Seeing the way their faces lit up at all these new sights and experiences was simply priceless. So, in what will be the first of many picture heavy posts lets get started!

We arrived to find the most perfect and picturesque house waiting for us.  Through the perfect combo of luck and life-long friendship we ended up with the most amazing little home for the week … and the view … to die for.





After settling in we made the quick hop over to Miguel’s in Point Loma, an old favorite, for a dinner with our hosts. I stuck with chips and salsa (not that that’s ever been a bad thing) because I had a post-dinner dinner date with Danie (remember her?). Lucky for me Danie relocated to SD from Seattle a few months back for grad school, so my Washington office buddy and I were able to have a little reunion.


Danie drove my way to meet up for dinner and had already picked out the perfect place.  Point Loma’s cute little Wine Pub had live music and a cozy patio waiting for us and a delicious uber-gluten-free friendly menu. Jackpot!



We talked to our heart’s content before she made what became one of the best decisions of the whole week – she took me to The Baked Bear in Pacific Beach.  The Baked Bear is a little piece of heaven on earth.  It’s a make your own ice cream sandwich joint with a glu-free chocolate chip cookie option.  The worst part of the whole place is deciding which ice cream to get!

IMG_1976Of course I was over the moon and went for the extravagant choice of birthday cake ice-cream in my sammy. It was oh so sinfully rich, but oh so good.

After walking by the ocean and chowing down to the point of no return I headed home to our little slice of paradise to take one last look at that bazillion dollar view and cram in a few hours of sleep before our first full day in San Diego was set to begin.



Two Weddings

As of now I only have two weddings on the calendar for 2015.  It just so happens that both of these weddings were on within seven days of one another and in two different states – which made for a very busy, and exceptionally fun week.

Wedding One

Julie and Justin

April 19th, 2015

Nashville, TN.

Julie and I have been friends since the 5th grade.  I don’t recall exactly what circumstances led to us hitting it off so well, but all of these years (and quite a lot of distance later) I’m still lucky enough to call her one of my best friends. She and Justin couldn’t be more adorable and they’re so bloody happy it melts your heart to see them together. Her wedding was something straight from a Pinterest daydream – simple beauty, rustic charm, and lots of love made for the perfect afternoon.







Wedding Two

Lisa and Colin

April 25th, 2015

San Diego, CA.

For this wedding the whole family traveled out to our former home and made a weeklong vacation of the event (more on that later).  Lisa and her family are some of our oldest and dearest family friends.  In fact, they were in the hospital on a sunny February day back in 1989 to welcome me to the world, so how’s that for a long-lasting friendship?  Lisa is one of the kindest, loveliest people in all of the world and she certainly met her match in Colin.  For their wedding they perfectly honored her Mexican roots, which made for a killer meal (build-your-own taco bar … all weddings need this) and party vibe *cue the mariachi band,* while also pulling of one of the most sophisticated events I’ve ever been to. Such a treat to be able to share in such a beautiful, fun evening.













Cheers to the happy couples! 


G-Free Italian

Gluten-free Italian food seems like about the worst combo in the world, am I right?  When we found out a couple years back that my mom and sister BOTH had Celiac I started panicking for them.  I’ve always worshipped at the church of gluten, so the concept of a life without it seemed unfathomable.  The idea that they’d never be able to go to Italy and taste the amazing pastas and “I’m having a relationship with my pizza” pizza, or go to Paris and eat the steaming crepes from street vendors or quiche in cute little cafes quite literally broke my heart. So I hit up Google to see just how grim their future looked. Much to my surprise, I discovered that Italy takes excellent care of its residents and visitors with gluten issues, while France could stand to make a little improvement. Better than I expected, but still not great.

Well now I’ve done the unthinkable (because I thought my vegetarian diet wasn’t quite high-maintenance enough) and started cutting gluten out of my diet.  But instead of viewing it like the terrible thing that it is, I have taken it as a challenge to recreate some old familiar favorites, try new recipes, etc. I’m still rather new to it, so I haven’t fiddled with it too much, but the G-free red velvet cupcakes were a smash, and I’m happy to say we have another success!

One of my favorite things to snack on in Italy was arancini. The delicious, fried balls of risotto are exactly as sinfully delicious as they sound and always lasted about 2.5 seconds before being completely scarfed down.


Go ahead and add those to the list of things that came to mind as the world came crashing down with visions of going to Italy with a gluten allergy.

I finally decided to try my hand at making them for the first time and, of course, tried making them as a gluten free version.



Although the little guys I had in Italy were filled with gooey mozzarella I made these with ricotta (I wish there was a good reason for that decision, but mostly it was just that I didn’t feel like going to the grocery) – using a variation on this recipe. Literally the only changes I made were swapping out the thyme for fresh basil, dredging with gluten-free flour, and using gluten-free breadcrumbs for the outside.





Making these gluten-free was actually super easy and I didn’t feel like they lost anything in the swap.  Aside from being a little time consuming they were also really easy to make – and so incredibly yummy!

If you’re interested you can find more info on living/dining with Celiac in Italy here and here.

Buon Appetito!