Saturday, November 22, 2014

Cold Spring

Katie of lublyou and I felt like taking a trip out of the city a few weeks back, and after some deliberating and researching the night before, we decided on the village of Cold Spring, located in the Lower Hudson Valley as our destination.

We took the 60-minute train ride there after grabbing a coffee and pastry at Cafe Grumpy in Grand Central, and arrived to find the weather perfect for a day of exploring.

The pretty views of the Hudson along with the colorful autumn foliage peeking out everywhere made for a lot of photographic opportunities, with Katie and I becoming completely enamoured with one particular red-leafed tree standing in front of a church- we had to quite literally drag ourselves away from this spot!

The photographer in me has always been drawn to architectural design and details so as per usual many a house, stoop, store-front and festive decoration was photographed...

The town seemed pretty quiet the day we visited and many stores and cafes were shut, but we didn't mind as we had the space almost all to ourselves to explore and wander around- a nice break from the crazy hustle and bustle of the city. (which I however love just as much, if not more!)

Cold Spring's Main Street is quite a haven for antique and vintage lovers and we spent an hour or so sifting through some of the rooms of antique goods which the (open) stores had to offer, with Katie finding a beautiful Russian shawl and me falling in love with a stone bracelet.

The day trip was a perfect getaway from the city and provided us with ample fresh air and crunchy leaves to stomp through.  We even came across a house I deemed right away as 'The Wes Anderson House'.  I am a huge fan of his cinematic aesthetic, and I'm not sure whether it was the green shutters or the interesting structure, but it felt to me like it would fit quite comfortably into one of his movies.

For residents of Cold Spring, life appeared to be quite calm and peaceful.  To be honest, the entire place exuded an air of tranquility, with noticeably lived-in (though empty) porches being some of the only telltale signs of human existence in the town.

I would definitely recommend a trip to the village of Cold Spring for anyone in the NYC area who is looking to get out of the city for a day of peaceful views and the chance to think or rest without sirens interrupting your thoughts!

For more beautiful photos and another perspective of this trip, make sure to check out Katie's post!

Thursday, October 30, 2014

Short trip to Baltimore

So a couple weeks ago, I picked up and took a trip to my birthplace; my American hometown- Baltimore, MD.

I wanted to see my brother Fran and his family, who still live outside the city.  Just as much though, I wanted to revisit Baltimore to see the city and home I had last seen almost exactly 5 years ago.

It was a short trip, but I managed to cram in as much as possible- returning to my old home, driving through the city's different neighborhoods (Fell's Point being my favorite), walking on Federal Hill, roaming through the countryside, checking out a cider mill and pumpkin farm, and simply hanging out with my family.

To be honest, the memory and image that sticks with me the most from this trip was returning to see the house I lived in as a baby.

It was the very first place my brother and I went as soon as we met at the station and although I had visited my last time in Baltimore (and the times before that), for some reason this visit made much more of an impression on me.

I knew it was now a home for someone else, but all the same; standing there, photographing the building and exploring its surroundings really felt like I was returning home, or falling back on a memory.
For this experience I am grateful to my brother, for knowing to take me there, while also deeply grateful to the current inhabitants for taking such good care of the place- thank you for keeping it lovely.

Tuesday, October 14, 2014


I honestly couldn't live in a world without coffee.  I drink it almost daily, and while I can go a few days or even a few weeks without, that first sip after some time away always makes my day that much better.

I grew up surrounded by coffee drinkers, in an Italian household where freshly brewed coffee was always a staple, always available.  The smell of coffee is something I find incredibly comforting; coffee in general is something which to me, equals comfort.

While the smell of coffee is initially what draws me in, I prefer to savor the taste of coffee, as it is the taste and not the caffeine within which constantly makes me come back for more.  This is why, very often I can be found sitting with a book or a friend and a cup of good coffee in a coffee shop. No explanation needed then, as to why Kaffeeklatsch is one of my favorite German words!

Coffee shops make me feel as if I am at home, and so whenever I visit a new city I always make it a mission of mine to actively seek out the best quality coffee and coffee shops.  Sometimes I research beforehand, but more often than not the best coffee shops turn out to be the ones I stumble upon, while an entirely different agenda is on my mind.

Here in New York, the abundance of coffee shops and not just coffee shops but good, stylish coffee shops, is, quite frankly, something that excites me to no end.

And, as I have no idea how long it will be before I come back to this city (after my temporary stay here), I have taken it upon myself to visit as many local coffee shops as possible- something which, along with a love for frequent brunches, lunches, dinners and pastry stops, I share in common with the two other food and photography interns and good friends I have made here- Sam of eatlovewithlove and Katie of lublyou.

As a trio of food lovers, we have been making good progress eating and drinking our way through New York, and as photographers, documenting each step of the way.  The photos included in this post attest a small part of this journey and feature some of my favorite spots visited so far.