When I lived in Notting Hill I was obsessed with Ottolenghi, the food and pastry shoppe that sits right across the street from the Richard Young Gallery, where I worked over the summer. I would spend hours in the gallery, glancing occasionally across the bricked street at the towers and towers of pastries, watching the steam rise from their espresso machine. It was heaven–and I adored it. Needless to say, my current locale is lacking the culinary flair of Notting Hill. When I want herb and rice salads, shallot, potato and goat cheese tatin or my must-have-with-my-coffee-in-the-morning-brioches, I do what all in-between city dwellers do: make it myself.

Just so you know, Ottolenghi has an excellent cookbook and also offers cooking classes.

While the dates on the Theatre’s marquee are wrong for good reason (the festivities were postponed one week due to inclement weather), good job CVS:

The only thing I love more than historical reenactments are British historical reenactments at home at Christmastime.

For more photographs from the 35th Annual British Night Watch Parade through the city of St. Augustine, click here.

This time last year I was bundled up and counting leaves on the sidewalk of my favorite city. This year, I am still counting leaves, but exactly where they’re supposed to be.

For more photographs from in and around the Columbia River Gorge, including my week in Portland, click here.