Dear Rainbeau, I am kicking myself for not taking a single photo on New Year’s Eve. I say that as if I won’t be able to remember it otherwise. I think it’s a general law of the Universe that NYE always kind of sucks. Everyone’s expectations are set incredibly high and people who have no business wearing sequins do. This NYE was great. Dare I say perfect. I arrived in LA that morning, took the afternoon easy, ate a homemade dinner at a friend’s, and spent the rest of the night cuddled on a couch next to a man, with a drink in my hand. This photo was from the next morning when a few of us went to Larkin’s for brunch. It was like covering an already perfect peppermint patty ice cream cone with chocolate jimmies. Heavenly. Happy New Year, Rainbeau
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Dear Rainbeau,

I am kicking myself for not taking a single photo on New Year’s Eve. I say that as if I won’t be able to remember it otherwise. I think it’s a general law of the Universe that NYE always kind of sucks. Everyone’s expectations are set incredibly high and people who have no business wearing sequins do. This NYE was great. Dare I say perfect. I arrived in LA that morning, took the afternoon easy, ate a homemade dinner at a friend’s, and spent the rest of the night cuddled on a couch next to a man, with a drink in my hand.

This photo was from the next morning when a few of us went to Larkin’s for brunch. It was like covering an already perfect peppermint patty ice cream cone with chocolate jimmies. Heavenly.

Happy New Year,

Rainbeau

Dear Rainbeau, I know buying adult friends birthday gifts is rough. And often everyone just settles on the all too easy decent bottle of booze. But for this birthday, I went for something a bit more thoughtful. (Like everyone else) I have a bacon aficionado in my life, and I decided that for their birthday, I’d give them just that. I did some research and found (according to the all powerful internet) the best bacon in Los Angeles. I collected a half pound from 5 or 6 different delis and wrapped them up in parchment & butcher’s paper. Not that raw meat needs to be gussied up, but I chose to calligraph the variety of bacon and origin on each package. Wrap together with twine and voila! Happy birthday fatty! <3 rb
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Dear Rainbeau,

I know buying adult friends birthday gifts is rough. And often everyone just settles on the all too easy decent bottle of booze. But for this birthday, I went for something a bit more thoughtful.

(Like everyone else) I have a bacon aficionado in my life, and I decided that for their birthday, I’d give them just that. I did some research and found (according to the all powerful internet) the best bacon in Los Angeles. I collected a half pound from 5 or 6 different delis and wrapped them up in parchment & butcher’s paper. Not that raw meat needs to be gussied up, but I chose to calligraph the variety of bacon and origin on each package. Wrap together with twine and voila! Happy birthday fatty!

<3 rb

Dear Rainbeau,

I recently had the privilege of shooting photos for Cast Iron Gourmet‘s new website. The long day of sampling all the amazing varieties of homemade bacon was excruciating. AND I had to hang out with great people all day. So awful.

Best regards,

Rainbeau