Sunday, July 06, 2014

a visit to Dewey's Pizza, a local pizza place (review)

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Me. Wannabe foodie, remember? So why on earth am I writing about a pizza place?

I've known about Dewey's for quite some time now. I discovered it by accident, after some co-workers ordered Ryan's Inferno for a work party. What's Ryan's Inferno, you ask? Try olive oil, mozzarella and gorgonzola, Buffalo chicken, red onions and ranch dressing. I. KNOW. RIGHT?

But I'm gonna be honest here. I'm not a pizza person. So when I left said office, Dewey's Pizza was no more for me. Insert sad face.

Fast forward three years. Amara and I were recently invited to visit the Lakewood location of Dewey's Pizza. And that's when I found out Dewey's is actually part of a larger operation. And when I say operation, I don't mean "chain." I mean it has locations in Cincy (where it is based), Columbus and here in NEO.


There's just something about a local pizza joint. One thing I always love about visiting

Saturday, June 28, 2014

I wish I were a foodie

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Actually I think I'm pretty awesome at eating. It's cooking I'm not so fabulous at.

So when I saw previews at the movie theatre for The Hundred Food Journey, I was giddy. Like dolphin clap giddy.

And now DreamWorks Pictures is sharing recipes

Monday, June 23, 2014

staycation in the 'burbs

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Could we really enjoy a week off on a limited budget? Hmmmmmm.

This summer, Amara and I do not have any big trips planned. This is entirely new for both of us. No trips to Disney. No lazy days on the Jersey Shore. Add an extra week of custody (don't ask) and a move one suburb over, and there's just no cash left.

We can't afford to focus life on money (yes, pun intended). I'll admit, I'm not looking for wealth but financial stability would be nice.

But boy, did we make due.

Monday was for swimming in our neighborhood. Well it was a pool day for Amara. I slept.


We spent an evening in the Social Suite at Progressive Field. Our beloved Indians lost but

Thursday, June 19, 2014

it's just stuff

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I remember the day I dropped off dozens of bags of baby clothes to a local women's shelter. Amara was entering preschool, and it was made pretty clear she would be an only child. Plus remember, I'm a neat freak - clutter heightens my anxiety tenfold. So packed and donated it all went.

It's just stuff after all.
 
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