Summertime Ceviche

There’s something about summer and seafood that just make sense. Especially ceviche! I rarely ever order ceviche (especially in Boulder, it’s a little harder to find) and usually only indulge my cravings when I’m in South America. But last night I was watching Parts Unknown: Peru (obsessed with Anthony Bourdain!), and decided I couldn’t wait until I got down to South America again for my fix!

Using my favorite blog’s Ceviche Boat recipe (Find it on my Pinterest) I headed to Whole Foods to find the freshest fish in Boulder. (If anyone knows of a fresher, better fishmonger in the Boulder area, please let me know!!). The original recipe calls for Seabass (an excellent choice!) but I opted for the slightly cheaper tilapia. Still very good, though I think I prefer Seabass.

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Ceviche is wildly easy to make. The key is to have quality and extremely fresh ingredients! The marinade is just a mix of fresh lemon juice, lime juice, a small chile pepper, cilantro, and green onion. The acidity of the citrus cooks your fish in about 30 mins, but I left mine in about an hour and half since my chunks were slightly larger. It is recommended not to exceed 3 hours so that the fish does not overcook and fall apart.

Ceviche ingredients


When it was ready to serve, we scooped it out into avocado halves for a light, refreshing, and healthy dinner!

Bon Appetite!


My little brother graduated from high school last weekend! We’re all super proud and excited for him, he’s accomplished a lot AND he’s going off to CU Boulder next year, just like yours truly!

Aren’t we a cute bunch?




Santi and I worked on some sketches before the ceremony…




It’s Loyola tradition that the graduates have a cigar (gifted by their dad) after the ceremony. It’s really random and I don’t know the exact meaning, but pretty badass, nonetheless, in my book.





Post-grad we went to a great French bistro in Pasadena called Cafe Bisou, but I had a bowl of lobster bisque and escargot in front of me and was too hungry to take any pics. (I know, and I call myself a “food blogger”…). I was carrying Aaron’s grad balloon and I was nearly blown away! That seems to happen to me at graduations! 

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Dress: Zara/Belt: Vintage/Shoes: Zara/Purse: Vintage Neiman Marcus/Panama Hat: street vendor in Colombia

Congrats Aaron and GO BUFFS!! Check out his Bitcoin podcasts here, and his Twitter here! 

Ugly Beauty: Birkenstock Revival

Society has been conditioned to hate Birkenstocks. We are Birkencists. We think they’re ugly, super hippy, totally not chic.

I’ll admit it: I was Birkencist for a really long time. I had an ex-boyfriend who lived in his and they were just soo… ugly. One summer, my free spirited cousin was rocking a thong-sandal version of the Birk that her sister bought for her in Germany. She let me try them on. I slipped them on as I looked over my shoulder making sure no one saw me (wearing, god forbid, a Birkenstock) and shunned me for interacting with the Birk-kind. The moment those clunky, leather shoes touched my toes I knew I was in trouble. They were sooo comfortable! I never noticed the tension in my feet until I wore those birks. My feet felt like they were on beautiful soft clouds and life was good.

That was a few years ago, but I never forgot that feeling. Outwardly, I was still a Birkencists, though secretly I was fighting a battle to repress my love for Birks. Last spring, I was perusing Pinterest and saw a pic of some chick rocking a pair of white Birkenstocks and I admired them. They were effortless, chic, and practical all at once. Shortly after, I read a piece in Vogue highlighting the “Pretty Ugly” (in cool metallics, nonetheless!) in which various Vogue editors described secretly wearing their Birks around the house, to run quick errands, etc. Each one hiding their love in vain. With each picture and article I saw, my Birkencism began to untangle until this winter, I denounced it once and for all!

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Boulder, being the hippie haven that it is, has a plethora of Birk-wearing shoe shops, so I marched down Pearl St. after days of researching shoe care, examining the styles, and comparing colors to pick up my shoes. I finally settled on the traditional Arizona (“Jesus sandals” to some) in shiny, black patent leather. I’m obsessed with them. In fact, as I type this piece I’m wearing them.

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Now it seems the rest of the fashion world is finally letting go of their Birkencism. Everyone from Celine to Zara and even J.Crew have created their versions. Instagram Fashion-girls are modeling them in #ootd selfies and yet, I still have a group of friends who call them ugly and other names. Guess what? I dgaf. Finally happy to be embracing my once closeted love for these bad boys.

Farmer’s Market Cordon Bleu.

Summertime in Boulder is one of my favorite things! It rains enough that the whole city turns green with lush trees and grass and wildflowers. With the warmer months comes the Boulder County Farmer’s Market. As a kid, I spent Saturday mornings with my mom at the local Farmer’s picking out flowers and honey sticks. I feel that nostalgia every time I’m there which is why I’ve become so adamant about going to ours every Saturday morning. It’s a great place to pick up brunch and enjoy it on the grass after meandering through the stalls.

Lately, I’ve been obsessed with a local farm’s heirloom tomatoes, and have picked up a few each weekend from the Farmer’s. I had a bowl full last week and was searching for a quick lunch to prep at home which is when I created this beauty:

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I call it a Rustic-Farmer’s Market Cordon Bleu.

Instead of wrapping it in cheese and meat and frying it, I went for a much simpler (and healthier) version and stacked everything on a piece of gluten-free Bavarian bread I picked up from the corner store (which is really delicious, albeit $6 a small loaf). Here’s what you need for the fanciest, easiest lunch (using leftovers!):

  • Thin sliced Bavarian bread (or rustic, day old bread you like)
  • Last night’s rotisserie chicken, shredded
  • Whole grain mustard
  • Spinach
  • Thick sliced, heirloom tomato
  • Munster or swiss cheese
  • Fresh dill
  • Salt/pepper

Preheat oven to 400 degrees

Stack all your goodies (I went: bread, mustard, chicken, spinach, tomato, salt/pepper, cheese) until it looks like this:


…and then pop that bad boy into the oven for about 10 minutes, or until your cheese is bubbly and gooey.



Pull it out and slide your open faced masterpiece onto a plate and top it with fresh dill! Your friends will think you’re a gourmet chef working in a trendy, farm-to-table community seating restaurant!

What Farmer’s Market finds do YOU love! Lemme know in the comments!

Bon Appetit!

Is it Summer Yet?

So I know its not quite summer but Memorial Weekend has become my official summer kick-off since moving to Boulder. This weekend I’ll be BBQ’ing, Creek Festing, working on my tan, and running the BolderBoulder on Monday (4 years  strong!).

In the meantime, here are a couple summertime things I’ve been dreaming about…










Happy Weekend! What are you up to this holiday?

Blake Lively and the Couture Gowns

So Blake Lively is having a serious fashion moment right now. I might even go as far and call it epic. When she popped up in Cannes last week, I wondered why she was there (apart from Gossip Girl, I often forget she’s an actress…) but then I read that Ryan Reynolds will be starring in The Captive.

Anyway, back to Blake and fashion… You may or may not know this, but Blake Lively does not have a stylist. I repeat: BLAKE LIVELY DOES NOT HAVE A STYLIST. Finally! A Style Icon, who actually earns that title herself! (Ahem, Kimye…Riri.) She’s also pretty good friends with the Queen of Fashion herself and the gorgeous face of Gucci. So obviouslyyyy she came prepared to kill it in the Cannes fashion game.


She showed up to opening night at the Grace of Monaco premiere looking glam and gorgeous in a wine colored Gucci gown. A safe look but quite frankly, she glows in anything. The gown’s subtlety was balanced by delicate touches of sparkle and a relaxed up-do. This is how a California girl does red carpet glamour. (And based on the reviews of Monaco, her look was probably the best thing at that screening).





"Mr.Turner" Premiere - The 67th Annual Cannes Film Festival


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Right… so in case you were wondering: THIS is what a movie star looks like. Like, ohemgee, I don’t even think being this gorgeous is allowed in the real world. Luckily, Cannes isn’t the real world. (See how her hair is blowing in the wind? That only happens in Cannes). She wore a fantastic Chanel Couture illusion gown that was as whimsical as it was beautiful. However I was watching Fashion Police and they made a great point: She should have rocked a flat, not pumps. The ankle cropped gown was presented on the Chanel runway with sneakers, and a flat would have brought something entirely different to the red carpet, plus she’s tall enough that it would have looked chic, not frumpy.

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Here she is at The Captive premiere, and she clearly saved the best for last. She looked like Grace-fucking-Kelly herself. It’s just stunning. Utter perfection. Bonafide movie-star. Classic Cannes red carpet. Timeless. (Okay, clearly I’m obsessed with it.) But really there just isn’t much more you can say about it.

Blake Lively wins again, and I hope she keeps it up because I’m over the whole young Hollywood, boho-Cali girl look.

The End.

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If Pizzeria Locale Were a Person, I’d Marry It.

This post originally appeared on, a new site I’m blogging for! Be sure to check them out! 

Simply put: Boulder is a foodie town. You’ll find everything from dive-y college burger joints, to trendy gourmet-fusion tapas bars, farm-to-table spots, chic big ticket hubs, and a couple hole-in-the-walls that will change your life. Now, Colorado may not be known for it’s pizza, but it should be…

If you’re familiar with the exceptional fine-dining at Frasca, then you probably know Pizzeria Locale. Nestled between Frasca and Caffe (now closed), Pizzeria Locale serves up Napoli-style pizza with fantastic salads, cocktails, and service that offer a refreshing change from many other local eateries.


We headed down Pearl St. just before dusk and found a bustling and cheerful crowd already mingling at the bar waiting to be seated. We were greeted by a modern, bright dining area (a nice break from the darker, more rustic restaurant interiors in Boulder) with an open kitchen and Italian stone oven, plus a communal bar. Boulder was treated to it’s first warm weekend of the year so the garage door was up, connecting a patio bar to the main bar. We sipped a couple of cocktails as we waited for our table. (The Limoncello is refreshingly light!)


Dom(WHO IS DOM) was feeling a little…err… “under the weather” so the bartender recommended a bit of Amaro (an Italian digestif to ease his stomach). It was wildly strong (think super concentrated peppermint) but it worked wonders for him!


Once we got our table, we were feeling extra cheery and ready to eat! We started with a plate of Verdue Miste (grilled eggplant, peppers, zucchini, and onion) and a round of Arancino (fried risotto and mozz). They were so delicious we had to order a second round to wash down our first!




When it came time to order the pizza, we thought it was a pretty safe bet to each order our own that way we could try a little of everything. We decided on the Crudo with prosciutto, parm, and fresh arugula! (See, my pizza is basically a salad! Healhy, right?)



The Maiale was a little something for those who prefer more “traditional” toppings (similar to the Crudo, but with a tomato sauce).


The Salsiccia e Peperoni (sausage, peppers, and onion… the closest thing you’ll find to a “meat lovers” there. And about 100x more delicious!)


And the fantastic Mais. Now, lemme let you in on a little secret: Food Network Mag voted the Mais to be the best pizza in Colorado. They are not wrong. While not your traditional pie, it offers the perfect balance of flavors one seeks in a pizza. The salty prosciutto is balanced by the sweet corn and rests comfortably on a bed of tangy crème fraîche making each bite is a slice of heaven. Try not to drool…


Let’s take a closer look at that bad boy….


The pizzas come out unsliced, in the authentic Italian style, and require some fork and knife skills; but frankly, I think that adds to your overall enjoyment of them!


Pretty soon we had each finished our pizzas and reveling in how amazing everything was. Each server and bartender at Locale are extremely attentive and helpful. It’s definitely not your grab-a-cheap-slice-and-go type of spot but the vibe is great for a fun pizza night with friends or a casual date. It quickly climbed the ladder to becoming my favorite pizza in town, and possibly even ever! (Yup, even New York!)

Are you hungry yet? ;)

Be sure to check out their hours and prices here! 

*Pizzeria Locale now offers counter service in Denver, think Chipotle meets pizza!