Thursday, November 27, 2014

Giving Thanks.




I'm Giving Thanks today, like the rest of my good red-blooded Americans. But, my gratitude is more specific. Today is Terrence's birthday, and so all of my thanks goes to him. The man he is, the man he is becoming. 

Have you ever known anyone who was just unbelievably kind? Just considerate and helpful and affable. For no reason, to no aim, not hoping to gain anything from anyone. Just agreeable to everyone they meet. Genuine. 
That's Terrence. 

He is a man who always does his best. And not in the meaningless way that we usually write people off with. "He did his darnedest" No. Honestly, if there is a task before him, he will do it THE best. Head down, focused, pushing on.  Exemplifying Perseverance.  A totem of Steadfastness. 

A musician's soul, an analytical mind, an adventurer at heart and lover of small dogs and ornery cats. 

He's not the loudest, and never boasts. He is never cruel and doesn't call attention to himself. And for that, he has always been the most interesting man in any room. 

And so I'm grateful. Not only for knowing a man so elegant in manner and lifestyle, but because he is my best friend and my husband. I wish you could know him too. 

Happy Birthday, my love. 
xx

Tuesday, November 25, 2014

West Irish Coast








Ah, the road less traveled by. It really does make all the difference. 

Terrence and I chose the coastal route along the west coast of Ireland on our day trip to the Cliffs of Moher. We had been told by a fair few people that the interior route was safer, the roads were wider, and that it was more convenient. But, we decided missing out on an amazing experience of the small windswept towns and the spectacular views of craggy rocks, the Burren, and the raging Atlantic was not convenient at all for us. 

The road was very narrow, and the wind was sharp and merciless on our little car. But the scenery was incredible, and the opportunity to stop in the little colorful community of Doolin and eat the most delicious seafood chowder in the Universe (undisputed champion-in my book) was well worth it. 

The upside of taking the road less traveled? Well, it's less traveled. So, for many stretches of the road, we were the only car on it, and the countryside was so green and wild, that we almost felt like we were in a place out of time, which was the perfect backdrop for roadside pit-stops and smooches. 

Lesson learned for the Nolandians. Take the long way home. 



Thursday, November 20, 2014

Driving in Ireland



Sometimes the road less traveled by really does make all the difference. Driving around Ireland had its shares of challenges, but it made up for it with its charm, stirring beauty and rugged wildness. 

xx take risks

Tuesday, November 18, 2014

Galway Girl












Galway, we only had you for one night, but the memory of you lingers still.  We began our recent jaunt in Ireland with landing in Dublin, and then driving 2.5 hours, on the opposite side of the road, on the opposite side of the car, to Galway. It was most certainly worth it.

We stayed at the  Park House Hotel right kind of in the middle of everything in Galway city. The hotel was great, the staff was nice and the rooms were HUGE by European standards. Which wasn't a big deal to the Nolandians, because we like being sandwiched together, but it was a nice surprise nonetheless.

We quickly rinsed off in the shower to get off that travel yuck, and then changed our clothes and headed out. We knew we had super limited time, so we were on a mission.

I think we did well. We started out at McDonagh's for fish and chips, and were not disappointed. We strut on over to Naughton's which is praised again and again all over the internet for being one of the finest pubs in Ireland. Not very touristy at all, a fair price for a pint and great music to boot.

After that, honestly, things get fuzzy. We bought claddagh rings, since Claddagh is not a place anymore, and Galway claims to have been the first to make them anyway. We had...more pints? Maybe? Then we had smoked salmon? A lot of delirious laughter? I'm not sure. But, we did wander around the streets, my favorite exploradora pastime, and got a feel for the Spanish arches and the Latin Quarter and the fishing past of this delightful little place.

We awoke the next morning with only time to grab a bite of breakfast before we started our drive down the wild coast of Ireland, but we were sad to go.
And, we can't wait to come back.

xx See you back for our drive down the coast, and our life-altering experience at the Cliffs of Moher.







Thursday, November 13, 2014

Strawberries and Cream Kickstarter



Hello darlings! My lovely friend Madeline at Popbasic (remember when I raved about the company?)
is launching a kickstarter to fund the creation of these beautiful print and plain blouses. High quality basics like these are wardrobe essentials, and in order to get the shirts just right and up to the exacting standards of Popbasic, they decided to go the Kickstarter route so they wouldn't have to cut corners or compromise on quality. 

Take a peek at the gorgeous designs and support in any way you can. (I mean, support enough and you GET ONE) So, win-win, right?

Have a sweet, fancy, lovely, relaxing weekend and we will see you back on the blog next week for some more awe-inspiring images of Ireland, and my tips for your trip there. 
xx lovies. 

Tuesday, November 11, 2014

Cliffs of Moher


















If ever there was a place that was magic, it is here. If ever there was a place that made you believe in fairytale creatures, and rainbows that end in treasure and color so brilliant it is almost blinding...it is truly in this beautiful place. 

The staggering wind, the brutality of the hewn rock, and the crashing of the sea combined with the rainbows rising from the water itself...so much light and darkness in one. 

To see my account of our time at the Cliffs of Moher, click the link to read on at Coast to Coast Central:The Cliffs of Moher

Stay wild, keep exploring and as ever,
xx

Thursday, November 6, 2014

Treasure Hunting









A few weekends ago, on a sunny Sunday morning, Terrence and I were sipping coffee on the couch and glancing through travel websites. We are constantly planning our next adventures and trying to find that next "gotta go" kind of place.

This time, we found it a little closer to home than we expected.

After searching through an article entitled, Best Oyster Bars in America from Travel + Leisure, our jaws opened to find San Leon, Texas within said list. We were even more surprised to find that it was only about a 50 minute drive down toward Galveston. 

One of the things that initially made me fall for Terrence was his impulsiveness. I mean, we said "I love you" the day we met. Seconds after laying eyes on each other, he pulled me into a kiss. We moved in together a week later. I mean, this guy was impulsive, right? Wrong. It seems the only thing Mr. Nolandia has ever been impulsive about is me, and everything else is a planned out, choreographed exercise. 

With that in mind, when I suggested that we shower that minute and get on the road to San Leon, the hesitation on his face was immediate, but I was happy to see it easily slip away. We were off within 45 minutes and on our way to oyster heaven. 

We normally don't eat very much seafood. Only once or twice a month, as we are pretty strict about our vegetarian/vegan diet. But, this was oysters...and they are my favorite. Like tasting the ocean and I wasn't going to miss out on that. 
We drove through... well, basically the boondocks. Cows, horses, fields, old gas stations and arrived at the cash only Gilhooly's Raw Bar. We sat at the old wooden tables, paint peeling and half-working colored light above our heads under the trees. The game was on at the outdoor bar, and locals were sipping Coronas while slurping oysters from their shells. We ordered Oysters Gilhooly: grilled oysters with garlic butter and parmesan, and Oysters Picante: grilled oysters with salsa and cheddar. We also threw in some jalapeño hushpuppies and seafood cakes for good measure, along with dos Dos Equis. Because we don't always eat fried food, but when we do, we eat enough to make us vomit. 

Anyway, we were in heaven. Already planning the next times we'd come out here, and who we'd bring. Probably sticking out like a sore thumb out there where life is slower and because we were the only people in the parking lot with a Volkswagen instead of a chevy truck. 

It was fun. It was spontaneous and exciting and new. And the best part? The brightest and biggest pearl we found? It was from Terrence, turning to me when we were driving back to the city and saying, "Thank you for today. You make everything more fun."

Go on adventures! 
xx

Tuesday, November 4, 2014

Lunching + Lounging and Getting Around Abroad


Psssst! Want the secret? The code? The inside information? Do you want to be 'in the know' for all the travel tips + tricks that frequent adventurers to Europe might have? 

If you are looking for this treasure, the insider’s trick of finding the local hang-outs, the most authentic restaurants and easiest way of getting around, I’ve gotta tell you… there isn’t one. 

There isn’t one website, or a code word or a handshake. Sorry. 

 Fortunately, I do have some sound advice, gathered from time exploring and some incredible experiences. And while there is no one way to have a culturally hip + authentic time, there is one word that can help. That word? Talk. 

Yes, speak up. Chat up your waiter at the restaurant, gab with the bartender, lean in and babble with the people at the next table at the café. If there is one thing more than any other that can make a trip, it’s meeting other tourists, or better yet, locals, that will give you advice on where to go + what to do.

Case in point, an exhausted dinner of fish and chips in Amsterdam became a raucous night of drinks and music with a group of locals after I asked our waiter if he would be our friend. Gossiping with the front desk girl at a hotel in Italy led us to some unbelievable private beach clubs, a tour of a villa and free lunch at the most amazing Italian restaurant (in the world, IMO). Not to mention the stray comment to a group of Italian businessmen that led to dinner at the top of the Atomium in Brussels and an underground music club in Antwerp. 

So the key to the best restaurants? Asking a local. The best bars? Ask a local. How to navigate the metros and trams with ease? Ask a local. Don’t be a tourist, don’t just act…interact! So often we spend time trying to follow a pre-set regimen of things to do + places to see, and somehow we deaden the experience. I mean, going out for authentic food is fun, but going out with locals who tell you what to order, and who know the waitstaff? Even better. Grabbing a drink at a swanky bar makes you feel fancy, but getting a hug from the bartender and drink recommendations? Now that’s VIP. 


All this to say, don’t have a rigid plan. Don’t have an inflexible list of must-sees. Make room for adventure. Make yourself available for spontaneity and most of the time you will find that the people you meet make better plans for you than you even could have imagined. The best experiences we’ve ever had on adventures, whether it be lunch, dinner, drinks, excursions…they have all been suggestions from the friends we have met on the trip. A day that we might have planned to see a museum becomes a day picnicking in the park with people we met the night before. A night where we would have gone to sleep early, becomes a night where we talk until dawn about our dreams for the future with the couple who happened to be sitting next to us at the café.  

The secret is out. Be yourself. Be interesting, be someone other people all over the world would want to know and call friend. Be bold, ask for friendship when you need it, and be up for an adventure when it presents itself. You never know when one is coming, or what friend yet-to-be-made is going to show it to you. 

Friday, October 31, 2014

Eeeek! The New Novel is HERE!





Starlight Symphonies of Oak and Glass is OUT! Today, snag it on Kindle AND  in paperback from Amazon.
Paperback
Kindle


A little something for all your tastes. Adventure. Action. Murder. Betrayal. Secrets. History. Love. Friendship. Redemption. Each character takes turns telling the story, sharing their deepest doubts and fondest hopes. All the while, wondering if the ship they are sailing on can possibly make it back to harbor safely. 

Thank you for your love + support + reading my books!

xx

Thursday, October 30, 2014

Cauliflower Hot Wings


The question we get asked most about our diet is, "Don't you miss eating meat?"

The answer is a resounding, NO.
Not only because it's difficult for us not think of it now as a rotting animal corpse decomposing in our stomach, but also because of the many moral + health + ecological problems associated with ingesting meat. 

All of that aside though, one of the perks of our diet is the creativity one can find when meat is no longer the center of attention in the meal. 
For Terrence, this has been an interesting and tasty adjustment.
 For myself, it really hasn't been that big of a deal. My family has always indulged in vegetables, always filling plates with salads and baked sweet potatoes, seasoned fresh tomatoes and sautéed mushrooms. So, for me, it's just permission to eat my favorite things en masse. 

Recently, we got the idea to toss our roasted cauliflower with hot wing sauce, and we both agreed that the result was way better than the original. No bones to pick, no messy fingers from trying to get the minuscule amounts of meat off the bone. Instead, more flavor, more vitamins and minerals, AND...we get to eat like two cauliflower heads with no worry about calories. Winner, winner, hot-wing dinner. 

Gather:
2 heads of washed cauliflower, torn into little drummette size pieces. (Little white trees)
1 or 2 tbsps of olive oil (optional)
salt + pepper to season
hot wing sauce of choice. We like Wing Time Sauce in Medium

Method:
-Pre-heat oven to 375F
-Spread cauliflower pieces on a foil lined baking sheet. Dust with salt and pepper and mix olive oil. The olive oil is entirely optional. We often roast veggies without it. 
-When the cauliflower has just begun to get little blackened pieces on the ends, and can be stabbed through with a fork, it's done. It should should be soft, but still firm. If that makes any sense. 
-Pour cauliflower into a mixing bowl with wing sauce and toss until coated. The amount of wing sauce will depend on preference. I like it to be evenly coated, but still recognizable as cauliflower and not just hot wing spoons. 

Enjoy served with green beans, roasted potatoes or sweet potato fries. 

xx

Monday, October 27, 2014

Dublin Night Out

Dublin Night Out


Ever since I purchased this amazing dress from Dorothy Perkins, I have been itching to wear it. Along with my Alice Collection from Popbasic, I thought it would be perfect for some fancy nights out in Galway and Dublin. Especially after mucking about in our wellies and cable knit sweaters all day and being rained on.

As much as I like adventure, I'm not the most daring of fashion wearers. ( I abhor the word fashionista. YUCK) So, as you can probably tell, I prefer to stick with classics and neutrals and let a well-fitting piece do the talking. Anyway, as you are reading these words I bet  I'll be wearing a variation of this on the streets of Dublin, and probably spilling a pint all over it. 

xx



Dublin Night Out by alexnolandia featuring an elbow length sleeve dress