Author: katrina

The Garden State is in the throes of a naming contest, but this time, it’s not a finger-pointing, mud-slinging naming game. Tired of being the butt of jokes from people who have never been here and snobby New Yorkers who trek in every Saturday to take advantage of the tax-free shopping, the state is shopping…

There’s nothing like getting your chakras aligned and then topping off the evening with a little Jersey pie. Anyone who knows me knows I have some issues with anxiety and currently, my restorative yoga class serves as my weekly Xanax injection. My yoga instructor, Barbara, is a Manhattan-based shaman who transforms me from a mishmash…

Here in northern New Jersey, old ladies shout “Jackass!” to drivers who cut them off, fervent Catholics worship “Gawd” and middle-aged hookers have pink hair. New Jersey also has the most dense diner per capita in the country and it is here, in the diner, where you not only get to enjoy the most pillowy…

Almost two years ago, a friend and I checked out a 3-bedroom apartment in New Jersey, an apartment so close to the New York City that when you leaned out the front window on a clear day with the right wind, you could spit across the Hudson River and hit Columbia University square in the…