Wow. Has it really been a month already? Ok, as I'm sure you've noticed from my absence, I have a lot on my (hot)plate. And it's not just the wedding planning, which has really become all consuming (I can't believe I thought it would be a breeze....). There's a lot of movement on the Hotplate Confidential front. Sam and I sadly moved out of our little junior one-bedroom apartment in the West Village over Memorial Day weekend. I thought I would be so happy when the time came to have a real kitchen, but I really left with a lump in my throat and a tear for the hotplate I grew to love. Sam is attending business school in the south this fall, and in July he will be moving down to an enormous (by our standards) 2 BR house with a real kitchen, a washer and dryer, and best of all, a backyard. I'll be up here, living in my old bedroom again, frantically planning the wedding, saving money, and hopefully getting a chance to cook in a big kitchen once in a while. Not an ideal situation, but my parents are saints for dealing with what I can only classify as a degenerative slide back to the moody teenage years.
So as I continue to think about what this blog will become and what I will do with my time without an apartment of my own and apart from Sam, I hope you will forgive the lapses in blogging. I have one last hotplate dinner party (thanks, Nikki and Ben!) to blog about so look for that this weekend, but otherwise I'll try to post something from my "vacation" home in the suburbs every week!