Remember that song from Kourtney and Khloe Take Miami that plays in the opening credits? No? You mean I’m the only person who watched that show? Khloe After Dark? Scott punches a mirror? Anyone?
Each time my plane touches down in Miami, that theme song plays in my head and I imagine that I am jumping up and down on a yacht like Kourt and Khlo. In reality, I am wedged between a woman popping hard boiled eggs like jelly beans and a man in serious need of some Breathe Right strips.
Though my annual trip was slightly colder than usual, (If I hear, “It wasn’t as cold as Chicago” one more time, I might lose it.) I was able to take advantage of the many amazing restaurants, some old, some new. Below are some of my favorite indulgences from the trip.