Thoughts: Moving To Paris


“Wouldn’t it be crazy if I just quit my job and move to Paris?”


My whole life I’ve been the “perfect” child. Not that my siblings are unperfect or bad, but as the oldest, there’s always so much pressure to do things right. Also, as the first child everything is a big deal “Honey, the baby is crying… let’s call the doctor.”… (The second child) “Honey, the baby’s bleeding. Her brother hit her tooth with the baseball bat, but she fine”.

I’ve always done everything by the book. Straight A’s in school, no drugs, didn’t get pregnant in high school, no gangs. Went to college, graduated with honors. Got a great career, make good money. Never been to jail or woken up in TJ half naked. I’ve had a pretty good life, a really great life, given that I was born in Compton and we were really poor with a single mom. I’ve wanted the best and got the best through a lot of hard work. But all those fun, crazy, all-night, “screw-it” moments growing up and throughout college… I’ve had less of those…

So what’s more important in life? Being successful or having fun? Making good money or making good memories? Being a great role model to your family or enjoying your youth? Though I believe it’s a little of both, balance and maturity, why are we so quick to grow up?

When we’re 18, we can’t wait to be 21. When we’re in college, we can’t wait to graduate. When we’re working, we can’t wait to get married. When we’re married we can’t wait to have a baby. You’re always missing living in the moment because you’re too busy preparing for the next moment. Isn’t that weird?

Maybe it’s because I’m a Pisces or maybe it’s because I’m always doing what I’m “suppose” to do… but I day dream a lot.  Some things are stupid like “I’m gonna rent a helicopter and drop powdered donuts on Christmas Eve (because it never snows in California)” to big ideas like, ““Wouldn’t it be crazy if I just quit my job and move to Paris?” But again, my balls aren’t usually big enough, and I just live patiently.

Well guess what? MY BALLS GREW! You ever get that question… “What would you do if money wasn’t a variable?”…. Yea, I fucken hate that question too because we all have to pay bills (duh). But it’s true, we all wanna do things, things are fun. And for me, I’ve always wanted to go to culinary school. I’ve been working in the food industry with really great food brands for the last 5 yrs and have taken different courses here and there… but nothing like enrolling full time. Again… cus I had bills to pay, responsibilities, family etc etc… By the same token, I’ve been fascinated by France since I was young.

But it wasn’t until last year that I asked my self “But why CANT you do it?” So I made a list (I like lists). “Pros” vs. “Cons”… What can I lose through an experience like this versus what can I gain.

So for a whole year I planned.  I researched, saved money, made tons of phone calls, asked for advice… I gave myself a timeline. “By X day I have to save X amount of money and know X amount of things”. It’s weird how things can happen with a little research and a little patience.

And after a wholeeee year of patience, I accomplished my goal! I had saved enough money and had learned enough about my career to make a decision. Now you start off at the bottom and you see this hiiiiiigh mountain peek of where you want to go next. You climb, sweat, fall, climb again, and keep climbing. You fiiiiinally make it aaaalllllll the way to the top. I made it to the top! Now all I had to do was JUMP.

I can finally say that one of my dreams is coming true. I jumped. I said good-bye to my corporate agency last week, I’m packing all my stuff and I‘m moving to Paris. I will be partaking in a culinary program and working in pastry for the rest of the year.

For the first time in my life I’m taking a leap of faith, following my heart, trusting my gut.  It’s gonna be hard, I’m scared, I’ve cried cus I’ll miss my family/friends, but I’m doing it for me. ME, ME, ME. And I feel really good about it.

I’m thankful for this opportunity and all the support I’ve been receiving. You never know where life might take you, but I truly believe that it always takes you down the road you’re meant to go in.

So I officially raise my glass to the beginning of a new chapter in my life! Cheers!


Paris: La Patisserie Des Reves


La Pâtisserie des Rêves, literally means The Pastry Shop of Dreams and it’s exactly that. Walking in, you transfer yourself into a pastry shop of the future. Yes, you have your traditional shops like Laduree or Pierre Hermes… but none compare to this one esthetically.

This time I was in Paris, I was solely there for food : ) I went one cold (I mean freezing) Tuesday afternoon after visiting Versailles. And I’m not gonna lie, the cold turns me into the Hulk… I’m angry and I want to destroy everything. So what better way to bring me back to life than some pastries.

The automatic sliding doors lead you into a chamber of the most beautiful pastries. The majority of the room is taken up by two towering circular tables that hold glass vessels suspended by metallic wires from the ceiling. And each glass vessel houses a parisian masterpiece. People bend down and glaze through each dome to observe the carefully created desserts as if they were diamonds.

Let’s face it, France is super traditional, strict and into their ways, that when a shop takes a risk and goes balls out to try something different, THAT’S impressive to me! Some say the shop is a bit cold, I think it’s groovy baby.

And even after you’re taken over by all the magic the shop has to offer… you wonder if the pastries live up to the shop. Because you know, sometimes you mean a man/woman and they’re gorgeous… beautiful face, nice body, great hair, straight teeth…. and you think to yourself “No way can this guy not be a douchebag”…. or “No way this guy doesn’t have babies, a crazy ex-girlfriend, and a criminal past… too good to be true”… No? Just me?

Anyways, they’ve won many awards and everything I had there was orgasmic. So, so, so good….

You must visit their website and watch some of the videos on how they create some of these recipes. Inside-Out Eclair? Hello!



St. Honore


This is NOT an apple. But I won’t tell you what’s inside. It’s like ruining the ending of a movie…




The inside-out éclair and the six-sided Paris-Bresté






La Patisserie Des Reves

93, rue du Bac 75007 PARIS



*Photos: Allison

Video: Let’s Make Sushi at Home !!


When I was in college I was a Broadcast Journalism major. I finally narrowed
down my major (after changing it three times) and was content with this field.
But, the problem was that I was learning and doing so much, that I couldn’t
focus on one specific thing. I was a writer for the college paper, I produced a
radio show, I wrote a few screen plays, I directed a few documentaries and
videos. But still… wtf was I going to do after college?? Like most students, I
had NO CLUE! So I would just pray to baby jesus that one day I would just
figure it out….

While looking for something online, I  r a n d o m l y found the most HILARIOUS YouTube
video. MY VIDEO! Whaaaa?!? No, not a sex tape… the first video that I EVER directed in my
college’s studio. It was done in 2006, but I guess it was so awesome that
someone uploaded it to YouTube a few years later.


I watched it about 10 times in a row and laughed all 10 times. Back in 2006, I
never imagined that I would be working in the food industry and what a coincidence
that this was my first topic.

I now work on many aspects of PR, but all revolving around food – planning
events, food styling for photoshoot and video shoots, directing cooking
segments, menu and recipe development, working with great chefs. I really,
really enjoy it. I found my niche : )

Food and I were inevitable! <3 Funny how things work out…


Check out the video here on how to make the best sushi haha




Eating In: Italy


During my trip to Italy I visited Rome, Venice, Florence and Pisa. It was truly one of my best culinary trips thus far. And beyond culinary, every city is truely magical. I’ve never said “Wow” so many times in a row. Every corner you turn has a breathtaking scenery. It gave me a much larger appreciation for art and life in general.

Back to the food before I get all emo.  I’m the type of girl that like simplicity. I admire creativity, but the best type of food in my opinion is food that is fresh and easy to enjoy. I don’t like complicated dishes that took two days to make and are balanced on a golden leaf, that’s then covered in fairy powder with a dinosaur sauce from Mars. Then you eat it, and you’re not even full. Give me a whole fucken pizza. I want to eat and I want to know what I’m eating.

I didn’t have one bad plate while I was here. Stuff was so good, I kept ordering the same dishes again and again. What I love about Europeans is that they take their tiiiiiiimeeee to enjoy their meals. Each meal is like a celebration. AND they love dessert and booze. I’m about that life!


La Dolce Vita!






Local Market






Salt & Pepper


Lasagna with Meat Sauce


Pasta Carbonara


Red Pizza – Mozzarella, Arugula, Prosciutto


White Pizza – Quattro Formagio


Panini –  Mozzarella, Prosciutto


Panini – Mozzarella, Tomato, Arugula




Chocolate-Peanut Covered Cones


Pistachio & Panna Cotta






*Photos: Allison


Portraits From Italy


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Eating In: Sinaloa, Mexico

Mex Cocktail

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Eating In: Paris


To be completely frank, I’m extremely picky when it comes to food. I’m one of those annoying people that says they don’t like something before they even try it. I know, I know…. I can’t help it. If something is raw or looks weird or smells funky, chances are it’s not going in my mouth.

But here are a few things that did go in my mouth while in France : )

*except for the steak tartare – never!


L’Amerique Big Tasty

It was actually kinda gross. The spread on it was like some funky tuna tasting thing. Left a bad taste in my mouth =/


Pistachio and Chocolate Chip Brioche

Words can’t describe it’s perfection


Amorino Gelato

Located in the Latin Quarters by Notre Dame

Salted Caramel was the winning flavor


Steak Tartare

I would never order this or try this : )


Cafe de L’Industrie, Bastille, Paris


Homemade Crepe

Apricot, lemon and powdered sugar



The savory version of a crepe

Eggs, Ham & Goat Cheese


Chocolates Galore

from Maison Georges LARNICOL



I will serve at my wedding




Waffle Cones

Sanchez L’Artisan Glacier


The End

(Le sigh)


*photos: Allison

Wine Tips for Men


You’re out on a date with a girl. She’s staring at the menu. She’s not sure if she wants to drink because 1.) She’s checking to see if you’re going to drink 2.) If she drinks one, she might want two. 3.) All her concentration and honest objectives with the date will be ruined.

So if you’re going to drink, perhaps even get a little tippsaayy, do it in a classy way! Drink wine!

Saying “Omg, we drank so much vodka and I can’t believe I  x, y and z” sounds WAY worse than, “Yes, it was lovely. We had wine all night”. Ahh see. That’s tip #1.

So you both know you want to drink, let’s be honest. So take some time and teach yourself a thing or two about wine. She’ll be impressed and you’ll be less of a douche bag if something goes terribly bad.

Plus, girls like guys with different talents. You know, like nunchuk skills, bow hunting skills, computer hacking skills…


Easy Wine Tips

1. “Do you drink wine?”

2. “We should get a glass? Do you know what you’re ordering?”

3. Depending on her answer:

Chicken, Fish or light/creamy pastas – Try a white: Pinot Gris, Pinot Grigio, Sauv Blanc.

Red meats, spicy, tomato based – Try a red: Cabernet, Pinot Noir, Merlot

If she really looks lost, try a Riesling.

4.) “You should try this one _______. I heard it’s really good with that. If you don’t like it we can always get a second glass”

Trust me, she’ll appreciate that you’re paying attention to what she likes and that you are interested in making her experience better.

And if you’re really a humorous guy, tell her that you read this on a blog an that you really don’t know sh*t about wine.

You’re welcome!



*Photo: Allison


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