"Posh" my foot. More like "Darling".

I stubled upon the most charming, fairytail store this afternoon, and I almost passed it by.

We were meant to find each other, I think, because I was way out of my normal route, strolling around aimlessly enjoying the flurries (SNOW!! :D ), when I looked to my right and saw warmth, and lots of red, and the word "French" about 6 different places. Say no more, man. I'm there.

 I give you the store "P.O.S.H." Its a charming mash-up of vintage china, silver, gifts, stationary, maps, jewelry, and kitchen odds 'n ends, much of which comes from France or England.

Now, cover that in sparkly vintage Christmas decorations and thats what I got to enjoy today. I felt like I stepped back in time. But to what time and where I'm not sure.

A few favorites:

 

This is the first thing that I picked up and looked at. (go figure) It weights about as much as me, has a multitude of lovely pictures, and I have decided that I'm going to buy it for myself when I graduate. If I can wait that long. 

Vintage Christmas Tree candles! Love love love. Especially the whole it-would-be-really-hard-to-burn-down-my-apartment-with-these part.

 Baby stuff!

It is a truth universally acknowledged that a person in possession of this plate must be in want of a pancake.

 

Just think how fabulous your next tea party would be with these sugar cube packets! (You do have tea parties, right? 'Cuz if not we have some serious talking to do).

The back of the store is a green house room!

So, go visit this place next time you are in Chicago, and take me with you! (please?)

Here's the website, but it doesn't do the place justice: http://www.poshchicago.com

For Over 400 Years...

Have a Happy Thanksgiving Everyone!

I'm thankful for my parents who rasied me and let me be myself, and loved me for it.

For my sisters who put up with nap time while playing house. (Am I the only one that did that?)

My brothers for understanding how bossy a person I am and not being bothered by it. Too much.

Extended family.  My health. COFFEE. Sharp Knifes. Student Loans. Culinary Schools. Wonderful Friends.  The Cannons' and Abbé at our church. Babies. Cast iron pans. The Rosary. 

What are you thankful for?

Behind the Scenes

 

Of my favorite movie. Looks comfy.  (How to Steal a Million, 1966)

A Cheesy Review

I love cheese.

Anyone who knows me knows that already, but I figured I'd throw it out there.

So when I discovered this place the other day:

I thought I was in serious trouble of spending all my money on mac and cheese lunches. Stepping into the store, the walls are mac and cheese yellow, and its pretty calming. The dishes are a bit price-y for a college student, so I decided to go with the Good Old Fashioned, which was a plain mac and cheese with nothing extra in it.

Now, I really really wanted to love it. I figured that if this place can't make an amazing simple one, why bother with the expensive versions?

Well, call me a snob, but I wasn't very impressed. This is what it looked like:

And while it did look ok, and smell ok, I found it pretty lacking. It needed more salt, or sharper cheese, or something. And the texture and flavor of the sauce reminded me of the Mac and cheese that I used to love from our local Applebee's, and theirs was made with Velveeta, I'm pretty sure.

So while I wanted to give this place rave reviews, I can't. At least not on the plain version. Maybe the bacon or White Truffle version will be better..
Here is their website, so you can check them out yourself and let me know what you think.

eleven things

1. It's V day. Go hug a Veteran. They are freakin' awesome people.

 

2. I pulled something in my chest last week and it hurts to eat. Words cannot describe how depressed this is making me.

 3. The look that the doctor gave me when I told her that I thought that the Knife Kit that I carry around was the reason that I hurt my chest was priceless.

 4. I love this month. Writing the date looks so nice and neat, no matter what day it is.

5. I'm pretty excited for Thanksgiving.
 

6. Every time I walk past a 7 Eleven I sing " Oh Thank Heaven!" in my head.

7.  This reminded me of my mom:

Love you. (I'm pretty sure there is a lot less mess now, though. It's all over here. Heh.)

8.  Um, Baby Sister? Can you make this for me when I come home?

Please and Thank you. I'll even help...by licking the bowl.

9. The Pidgins in this city could take over one day.

10. This made my morning:

11. A day like this won't happen for another 101 years! What!?

All the Saints in Heaven,

Pray for us!

Happy Halloween!

 

Save some candy for me :)