The Food & Drink Of The Gods

Screen Shot 2016-06-27 at 3.43.38 PMScreen Shot 2016-06-27 at 3.40.40 PMScreen Shot 2016-06-27 at 3.47.17 PMMost of my weekends tend to be about comfort as part of owning a business means working 7 days a week (and with my back as I’ve mentioned many times now) I tend to live in cashmere sweaters and joggers. While I did do a fair amount of work, this last weekend was a bit more “wild” than normal with an impromptu party on my stoop, which has been named “Le Stoop”, a lovely date, and a very disappointing and emotional soccer match. With a weekend like that it was safe to say I woke up wanting not just the comfort of clothing but comfort food as well.
I am asked quite frequently what my favorite Indian restaurant is, which was always so impossible to answer as I was spoiled with a Mom who cooked like an Indian chef. But, since her passing, I do seek out Indian restaurants more than I used to as it is definitely one of my versions of comfort food. So of course, after a busy morning as we are uploading new products to the Pacific Gypsea website, my business partner and I thought it best to have a much needed Lychee Martini lunch at Ambrosia India Bistro. How could we not pick a restaurant whose name, in Hindi, translates to the food and drink of the Gods in Hindu mythology?
Outfitted in a very comfy pair of silk pants and a vest to hide the amount of food I was prepared to consume from the buffet, my Monday thankfully turned out to not just be about the comfort of my clothing but comfort of food as well. Which growing up in my household was very important and remains that way.
Ambrosia was everything I could have asked for out of an Indian restaurant; for a moment I felt like I could walk past the green gates of their outdoor garden/ eating area and I would be dodging scooters and rickshaws in Bombay after my meal. Every bit as traditional as most Indian restaurants but with a unique ambiance, I would recommend this restaurants location to anyone looking to spice up their palates while on the Central Coast of California. The pictures above are mixed with pictures from my last trip to India as my after lunch siesta had me dreaming about going to my mother’s land.

Ambrosia India Bistro | 565 Abrego Street | Monterey California

Pants: Marabelle | Top: M Missoni | Vest: Diane Von Furstenberg | Necklaces: Pacific Gypsea | Belt: Linea Pelle | Earrings: from Argentina | Sandals: Sam Edelman


Big Sur 

 By now it may be obvious, particularly by my lack of blog posts, that this tiny California beach town is anything but sleepy. The last to weeks the roar of engines took over the sound of the waves. Nights were filled with beautiful cars, epic views, and good friends. I’m finally back in California.   My childhood memories of Carmel can pretty much be summed up by the time I found a box of bunnies in an artichoke field and convinced my parents to adopt another pet and many weekends of searching for restaurants that would seat 5 children, 5 Argentines and a tiny Indian lady, my beautiful mother.

 While contemplating the move for my last freelance job, Mr Maharaja and I found any excuse to venture through the storybook beach town and drive along the coast to Ventana. Now that I’m here we still find any excuse to lay in their Japanese baths and stare at the stars in the magical (no seriously) Big Sur sky. The healing waters from the natural hot springs are one of the few reasons you will leave this place embracing your inner hippie. The other reason may be the clothing optional suggestion, meaning being naked is highly encouraged. That being said, I can only take embracing my inner hippie so far and dinning on micro greens with a low sodium over cooked piece of fish is not funny. The only thing I want to embrace after a beautiful hike through the grounds is a large bowl of pasta with venisin ragout and shaved Parmesan… NO, burrata!

 After an exhausting car week, Mr Maharaja and I decided to head to Ventana for a relaxing weekend. Armed with a basket of empanadas and wearing my favorite travel dress from H&M and my riding boots I’m ready for another amazing evening hiking through Ventana with my love.