When I posted on my Instagram asking what I should cover next in my GGG to NYC series, an overwhelming majority of you wanted to take a peek inside my suitcase, and I was ecstatic. There’s nothing I love more than sharing some of my favorite cosmetic products and clothing pieces! In fact, I love…
The Anne Samuel is back from Paris and ready to take on New York City…but something secretive is afoot, and more covert operations are in store for the future. What could they be? Today’s installment in the Anne Samuel’s glorious and gilded history holds a clue. Get ready for another episode of epicurean excellence and…
Bonjour, my friends, and welcome back to The History of the Anne Samuel! Today’s part number is conveniently the same in both English and French…yes, we’ve made it to part SIX of this (literally) never-ending story about the power of love, laughter, good food, and a dash of make-believe. If you missed last week’s gangster-style…
Bonjour, and welcome back! Ever wonder why the “part names” of this series are in French? Me, too! Especially since I’m not French and don’t speak French…Italian might’ve made sense, or even Roman numerals, but here we are five chapters in and we’re still in French. Ah…ce’st la vie… 😉 Today’s chapter of The History…
Welcome back to another installment in The History of the Anne Samuel! Last week, this fine establishment finally received its formal name (you can read that chapter here, if you missed it) and, today, the secret club is going to heighten its security as it engages in some (fairly innocuous, pardon the pun) nefarious business……
Ciao, and welcome back, my friends! It’s been almost an entire year since my last post…oops! To be honest, I wasn’t sure I would ever finish this blog series because (let’s face it…) blogging can be discouraging. BUT I received a message not too long ago from a reader whose life was changed when she…
Welcome back to the second installment in “An (Abbreviated) History of the Anne Samuel”, where we will continue to follow my house’s transformation from childhood home into exclusive club and my mom’s journey from home cook to gourmet chef and restaurateur! I feel truly blessed and honored that so many of you took the time…
If you’ve followed me on any of my other social media accounts for any length of time, then you’re probably (at least slightly) familiar with a mystical location at which I frequently drink, dine, and dance. It’s called the Anne Samuel. You may also know that this über-exclusive establishment is, in fact, not a restaurant…
“Why Breakfast at Taylor’s?” or, perhaps more accurately, “Why Audrey Hepburn?”
In order to answer those queries, I invite you on a trip way, way back in time and far, far away to explain how Miss Hepburn and I became kindred spirits one night on an ocean liner in the middle of the Mediterranean Sea.
Let me get one thing straight right now: I haven’t a clue what I’m doing here—not one. But please, before you leave, give me a few minutes to introduce myself. I’m Taylor, a lover of round-the-world exploration, overflowing old libraries, fine food and fashion, and…well…I’m a writer, I guess. Now, if you caught the two…