A glimpse into our editors' lives: Here's how the world looks from where we stand, from the bar to the ice cream store to the bakery (A.K.A. our own kitchen counters).
This weekend was full of long dinners with friends (including one Friendsgiving!) and much-needed catch-ups, but all I ended up with was one photo of this lousy (and by lousy, I mean totally knock-out-amazing) rosé cocktail, the Rosetti from Maison Premiere. —Leslie
A+ date night: soup dumplings and shumai, a movie (Crimson Peak: such good, many drama), and caramel popcorn ice cream from a new scoop shop (-321° Ice Cream Shop in Williamsburg, Brooklyn) that uses liquid nitrogen to freeze up ice cream bases to order! Delicious flavors and SO creamy! —Gabi
This ink drawing of 4 lolling cats is actually a letter from one friend to another, penned in 1991; my mom bought it for me for a few bucks in a junky antique store we were in together this year. I just had it matted and reframed, proof that one man's junk is another's really fancy-looking art. –Amanda S.
This week in Cats of Food52, I went home to visit my parents and their not-at-all-sweet but very lovable lummox of a cat, Basil. —Caroline