My Old Stomping Grounds
To celebrate Memorial Day weekend, I did what most New Yorkers do… I left the city. Friday afternoon, I boarded a flight to the beautiful city of Rochester, NY.
In my past life, I spent 4 years in a small town outside of Rochester (for college… what up Geneseo?!) followed by 2 1/2 years living in what is called “downtown” Rochester. Those 2 1/2 years were interesting, for lack of a better word. It’s a miracle I stayed friends with the 3 girls I shared a house with those first few months (hey friends, I know you’re reading and I love you :D). Then I lived in possibly the greatest apartment in the entire world (AKA Pink Paradise), I got my first real job, fell in love, learned how to take care of myself and be an “adult” — all while living 350 miles from home. Needless to say, the city of Rochester will forever tug at my heartstrings.
I was excited to head back for the weekend. It’s been about 7 months since my last trip, and that visit was a quick one-nighter en route to my friend’s wedding in Buffalo last fall. I had a laundry list of things I wanted to do and thanks to my hostess (and college roommate) Erin, I was able to accomplish most of it.
1) Hit up Wegmans and buy 3 lbs of gummies, see the boy I had a massive crush on, purchase and devour rye dip – CHECK
2) Eat a mistletoe roll from Piranha – check
3) See a movie at The Little – check (I recommend Everything Must Go; Will Ferrel was amazing)
4) Hit up Park Ave – mostly a check
5) Eat Irwin’s seafood and Brownstein’s food (my roommate’s dad is a great cook and also owns a bagel place that has fed all of us for the past 8 years) – double check
6) Snap pics of my old apartments – check (proof below)
All in all, it was a fun relaxing weekend. I swear I did more than eat. I also went to the outlets in Waterloo and added more clothing, shoes and purses to my closet. Just what I needed.
Hope everyone is enjoying the long weekend!