{ I vant to suck your blood. – Finger Lakes Wine: Dr. Konstantin Frank Salmon Run Petit Noir. }


tips + tricks + treats


{ Halloween is a magical holiday for so many reasons. Including the making of Hocus Pocus, which receives many a-mention on this blog. This year, the bewitching hour befalls a Friday. All will wake from the dead … and become the dead the next day, rest assured. Best part?? Halloween in Rochester – we still celebrate early! So grab your costumes + get yo’ freak on because this weekend proves to be wild. }

ghastly pre-Halloween gasts


  1. SPECTRAL CARNIVAL: Friday + Saturday. St. Joseph Park {“a piece of local history“}.
  • Family by day.
  • Freaky by night.
  • Incredible artists … follow The Yards on Instagram to get a taste + discover more.


2. AL SIGL CENTER WALK ABOUT: Saturday. Eastview Mall.

3. FINGER LAKES RESTAURANT WEEK: Ends Sunday. 11 Finger Lakes Restaurants.

  • Lunch + Dinner Pre-Fixe Specials.
  • Local Food – celebrate the harvest!
  • Frighteningly delicious – a great way to try new cuisine at affordable prices … and an incredible excuse to see that Finger Lakes Fall Foliage + landscape!

4. DEVIL’S IN THE DETAILS: Ends November 1. 1975 Gallery.

  • Coincide this exhibit ends on All Saints’ Day?? {I think not.}
  • Devilishly decadent does not begin to describe.
  • 666 or 60+? Like an incantation, the website says it best.


5. LUX LOUNGEOn Going. South Wedge – 666 South Ave.

  • Located at 666 South Ave. So. “Let your freak flag fly.”
  • Chillest outdoor scene in Roc – picnic tables + hammock, penis stool + ring toss, fire pit + once I roasted hot dogs and marshmallows on it … creepy lady in the window. {Just go.}
  • Incredible art. Last time I was there – Shawnee Hill was up. Just insane.

let’s all raise hell this weekend

Are you not as excited as I that this year, Halloween is a week-long celebration. It’s phantasmic.




#drinklocal {not blood}



Shop Local. Eat Local. Adventures at the Rochester Public Market.

The prettiest.
{And tastiest.}

This needs to become regular, and I need to become a regular. Every Saturday morning. Or afternoon. Produce, flowers, cafe, wine, sites, sounds, smells: I want The Rochester Public Market to be my routine. Literally steps from my doorstep and streets from everywhere else. It is the #ShopLocal, #EatLocal culinary epicenter of Rochester, NY. And I haven’t even touched on Rohrbach’s Brewery Railroad Street.

Game Bird White.
Table Wine.

Saturday, I finally went. My first time this summer–official summer–and I got to stroll. Rochester, New York’s Public Market has national acclaim and if you’ve ever lived in Rochester, or have ever moved away, you know why. We got charm. We got variety. We got quality. We got Finger Lakes Wine tastings. We got class.

This past Saturday, The Market was extraordinary. Amidst the mist of drizzle and blooming sunshine, mothers, singles, teens, strollers, bargain browsers, chefs, and hipsters of all ages wound around and through the equally as multifarious fare.  And that’s not even what makes our Rochester, NY Public Market sing. It’s the stories. The one-liners. The characters. Our people.

Snapdragons safely on my bedside stand.
Beautiful & fresh.


As I burnished snapdragons from Ziembiec’s Wholesale Florist throughout makeshift aisles and barely-there pathways (always buy flowers last, PS) one couple chimed in with expert/amateur advice. Put Clorox in the water, she shouted. Or vodka! the jovial husband quipped. I laughed, and like a turn of the wave, the couple folded back through the crowd. Or, rather, the crowd wrapped over and through them.

Pretty in the Kitchen.
{Fresh + Floral.}

Barricaded, I braced myself against the Heron Hill Finger Lakes wine stand. Is it the red or the white you like? Sweet or not too much. A collapsible table transformed from the fate of an insipid info-booth

Stands Alone.
Or as a Summer Spritzer.

or forgotten lemonade stand, supported every last one of my anticipations. Four samples & 1 bottle purchased, I still couldn’t believe that our Public Market has had the liquor license, 21+ years, to vend during market hours. Take that grocery stores.

Yes. I wanted it.
See you again next week lemonade stand.

My favorite has to be Edward. The tri-ventricular deformed lemon that can only be shaped like a Vampire’s heart, or the empty space where one might have once beat. Whatchya’ going to do with that??? I pointed after purchasing 3 waxy beauts for just $1. …Want it??? The farmer didn’t miss her beat.
Before bidding adieu, I had to stop at Paula’s. Formerly on Culver Rd, store front still furnished & apparently reopening this November {these are the tids you learn while shopping & socializing at The Market}. Paula’s is one of the most authentic Mexican cuisines I have ever. To learn of their resurgence as a food truck at Saturday’s Public Market, may as well have been the resurrection of Christ. Let alone to learn news regarding this November. You have to stop there. Even if just for a baby burrito that you save until later. Tastes good then, too.

Baby Burrito from Paula’s.
{Stays delicious.}


Here’s to
making it


Farm Fresh Cucumbers.
Tastes like summer.

Rochester Public Market.