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food + fit flashback: wall sits + wine flights

It’s said that we live our lives with a rosy retrospection — the idea that we always remember things as better than they truly were.

And perhaps you’ll think me blissfully ignorant, but if my memories are in fact sweeter than my reality, I’m not sure I want to know.

Either way you look at it, though, my camera serves as my tool to not only capture my favorite memories, but also my means to revisit them — over and over.

So this week, I’m dedicating a post to a little flashback Friday in the form of a past KILLER workout + one of the greatest dining experiences I’ve ever had.


This nostalgic sweat sesh lives in my workout memory bank among the favorites.

I’m always looking for new ways to mix strength training with my runs, and this KILLER wall sit set was the perfect complement.

I began with my favorite HIIT 5K treadmill workout which got my heart pumping + my blood flowing, but the next part was what got my legs really burning. And all you need is a wall.

CROSSED LEG ARM RAISES x 15 II In a usual wall sit position, cross one leg over the other, one ankle resting on the other knee. Raise your arms into a “goal post” position against the wall. Holding your sit, slowly lower your arms to eye level + back up to the wall.

WALL PLANK PUSHUPS x15 II With your feet against the [wall about a foot up from the ground] come into a plank position. Lower down all the way into a full push up.

WALL SIT II 1 min.

ALT. WALL SINGLE LEG SQUATS x15 II With one foot against the wall + one on the ground, squat to a 90 degree angle. Switch legs.


14 - 2 (2)Although I work my legs consistently through running, I always seem to forget how sore I get after working those muscles in a different way. And even though this is a throwback workout, my legs JUST stopped being sore. Best of luck to ya 🙂


Although each bite of the foodscapade that was my last week in New York City will reside in a special place in my heart, one meal in particular took the cake. Or in this case, took the cheese. All the cheese. And most importantly all the wine.

My boyfriend, who clearly knows me well, took me to a restaurant in Babylon, NY famous for combining small delectably crafted plates + over 150 types of wine…that’s right 150. Heart eyes emoji for this vino lover.

And if that wasn’t wonderful enough, it’s all housed in an adorable atmosphere conducive to my days dining on the streets of Italy.

So here’s my walk down memory lane to the Barrique Kitchen + Wine Bar.

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I could feel a smile of pure happiness painting across my face as I opened the wine menu. That is if you can call something that has table of contents + index a menu — more like a book. A wonderful wine filled fairy tale that always ends with happily every after.

And although my selection of red was inevitable, the next choices were the more difficult ones. Until I found the flight. 3 oz. + 3 wines. Sold. Done. Taking off.

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If heaven comes in 3 oz. glasses, I’m here to tell you I have landed.

If I’m being honest, the meal could’ve ended there and I would’ve been the happiest wine-filled camper. But the fun was just beginning as I placed my food order for the clearest choice when you’re wine sampling — the three cheese plate.

Aged gouda + Brie + Fontina. All served up on a rustic wooden plate, paired with roasted almonds + dried figs + toasted baguette + a touch of sweet honey.

Quite literally all of my favorite things at one table.

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Graters gonna grate 🙂

We also shared the braised short ribs. Complete with creamy mashed potatoes in a cabernet sauce. Sharing is caring right?

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Despite my happiness, this incredible meal would not have been complete without a sweet finishing touch. And when it comes to desserts, Barrique does not mess around.

When I asked to see a dessert menu, I instead was presented with a culminating dream platter to choose from — tiny [but full flavor!] sweet treats packed into small glass packages. After much deliberation between the pb choc, the carrot cake, or the apple pie, I went with the inevitable Italian option, the Triamisu shooter — nothing short of Italia heaven.

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So perhaps we do heighten the fondness of a memory, but in my defense, I think the sore legs + these beautiful photos are all the proof I need that these moments were absolutely as perfect as I recall them to be.

And while I’m thrilled for the memories to come, a little flashback was the perfect start to my Friday.

Still dreaming about the cheese…


Run far, eat well, drink better.

xo Mol


About Molly Tavoletti

Stay hungry, stay foolish I NY, NY


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