Month: August 2015

Being .03% Away From Graduating With Honors at Le Cordon Bleu is a GPA Travesty

Ashli Michelle August 22, 2015 0 Comments
(This was written a while back and then taken down because I wrote the wrong percentage and felt like a dork...)   People who think this is a first world problem need to calm down. Imagine working your brain to maximum capacity for over two years, only to find out you are .03% away from graduating with honors. This feels like a load of this and that, as well as bull with another word...

Rapscallion is Winning

Ashli Michelle August 12, 2015 0 Comments
Rapscallion has been 7.4 miles away since July 7th? Come again? Understanding how a brand new restaurant, from chef Nathan Tate of Boulevardier, came into the lives of the living without having a clue is as sad as saying goodbye to my two Chihuahuas forever. Finding out was an accidental gift from the internet yesterday. All of this knowledge occurred exactly 29 minutes before Rapscallion's doors...

Eating at Lucia Without a Reservation

Ashli Michelle August 11, 2015 0 Comments
Yes, Eater recently wrote an article about this very same subject. I've already written about eating at New York City's Eleven Madison Park and Uchi without a reservation in June, therefore it is time to write about the reservation headache that is Lucia. Eating at Lucia without a reservation has been a bother since moving to Dallas three years ago because their reservation system hurts my...

Dim Sum at Kirin Court

Ashli Michelle August 10, 2015 0 Comments
We went to Kirin Court for dim sum to celebrate a friend's birthday week. Upon arrival, this particular person let us know that it wasn't actually the day of her birth. She went on to explain that she has one full week of birthday celebrating each year, which only seems possible when a person has tons of time, no job, and friends without much responsibility. Ditching the basic...

A Fried Egg Sandwich & Restroom Investigating at Corner Bar

Ashli Michelle August 9, 2015 0 Comments
It was really weird dropping by the Corner Bar for a fried egg sandwich and some jukebox karaoke last night. At first, everything seemed normal while eating a sandwich with two fried eggs over hard with lots of mayo, lettuce, and tomato. Fries dipped in ranch while listening to Run DMC was sealing the late night deal until things suddenly sent my mind spiraling into a full-blown restroom...