Bethenny Frankel's Blog

I'm always asking you guys for suggestions while I travel the nation. Here are some of my faves in the Big Apple and surrounding.

In Little Italy, for down home Italian, I like Angelo's on Mulberry Street. Here you get straight up pasta, veal parmigiana, meatballs or anything Mamma would make.

In Chinatown, I like dim sum at Golden Unicorn or Congee Village.

For sushi that's hip and good, go to Bond Street Sushi. Their lower level lounge is fun, hip and casual. It's...

i can't tell you how many people ask me about cleansing, detox,
fasting, juicing, raw, organic and on and on and on. whether it's in
the magazines or on gwyneth's website or on access hollywood, people
are fascinated with those trigger terms. i am not a doctor. i am a
natural foods chef. i will not recommend anything but merely tell you
my opinion which is extremely educated and experienced on these topics.

here's why. everyone strives to be healthy. most of us want to be
thin. we'r...

This weekend, I experienced the happy accident of taking a gym class at Forza gym in Denver. The class was called "ripped and shredded" which sounded moronic to begin with, but my lack of recent rigorous exercise drew me to the class.

I'm a yoga girl. I surf, snowboard, and rollerblade and walk, but overall, my days of psychotic manic exercise have passed. I'm 15 years older, 20 pounds thinner, and back then I would spin, step, hike miles upon milies, and boot camp myself into oblivion sever...

This was a quick crawl and might I add cheaper than lobster. Like jewish and italian families, we think about the next meal during the current one, so we decide the following week's crawl during one. Lobster rolls made us crave gelato and gelato made us crave fries for next week. My skin and wallet are crying. Btw, I know not all things happen in new york, so when I travel I'm doing foreign crawls. Soon I'm in denver, south carolina, orlando, jacksonville, wisconsin and many more. Denver ...

Welcome to the first week of our crawl. Whether it's waffles or french fries, gelato or pizza, the Jollys (Molly & Julie) and myself are scouring Manhattan to find the most delicious versions of our favorite treats. Each week, we'll each pick our favorites, ask an authority (this week was Bobby Flay) for their picks and toss in a few wild cards/underdogs. This summer, I have been at the Montauk Yacht Club every weekend. No matter what seafood restaurant I hit, I couldn't find a good...

Hi guys! Thanks so much for all of your support. The book is flying off the shelves and I've just finished writing my second book: The Skinnygirl Dish, on shelves in January 2010. I'm going to reach out to you once a month to give you some skinnygirl tips to get you through whatever comes your way.

This weekend its Fourth of July, so don't get it into your head that you're going to be bad and fix it next week. There is no bad nor good and food isn't your best friend nor your enemy. So...

Weekend events, special occasions, work trips or holiday weekends are always challenging when it comes to eating. Even I, whose job is to be healthy, have a difficult time at this, so it becomes a lesser of evil, do your best with the worst experience. The first weekend of May, I was corresponding for the Kentucky Derby for NBC. I flew from a business trip in California to Kentucky which was challenging in itself. Being on airplanes, not sleeping and not having your own kitchen is one...

YOUR BODY REMEMBERS
"Naturally Thin" has begun to show you how to eliminate your food noise, be present, not beat yourself up, and truly do what you can do in your life-no one else's and no ficticious tv or book character's life. So now let's talk about exercise. Here's the truth. I'm in good shape, I'm thin, and from the bottom of my heart, it is because I have learned to be naturally thin. My mind plays tricks on me because I'm thinner than I was when I used to work out 5 days a week...

I wanted to thank everyone for their support of my book, Naturally Thin - Unleash Your SkinnyGirl and Free Yourself from a Lifetime of Dieting - You have helped me make the New York Times Bestseller List two weeks in a row! As I have been flying across the country promoting my book, my blogging on this spot has been less, but I wanted you to check out my other blogs that I have been writing on the go...

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My favorite time in my life was during grammar school when my life revolved around roller-skating. I went to a private Catholic school, and everyone was into classic rock and roll like The Rolling Stones and The Doors. I had no interest in that whatsoever, which began my alter ego of a disco bunny rollergirl.

My secret roller-skating life existed at Hot Skates, a roller rink in the next town over from mine. I would be dropped off there in the morning and I would do the 9 to 11:30 am, 12 to 2:30 pm and 5 to 7:30 pm sessions. During each session would be a couples skate, free skate and competitive races. I was always competitive and I would always win the races and get free passes for the next week. Otherwise, I would never have been able to afford this habit.

Such was my life for approximately five years every Saturday and Sunday. My typical uniform was Sergio Valente jeans, an airbrushed t-shirt and the pink or purple back-pocket comb and my $365 Reidel skates that I waited four years for (this was in 1984, mind you). My laces were glittery, my wheels were perfect and my legwarmers completely unnecessary. My hair was in wings, and I would use the curling iron to make sure I had the perfect roll down both sides. I ruined that perfect hair with a perm that went awry, and I looked like Latoya Jackson for a two-year period. I'm convinced that the slight wave in my hair is a result.

This life had to be kept a secret. My St. Agnes friends would have made fun of me, so I kept it to myself. Here my true love of disco music was born. There is not a ‘70s or ‘80s disco song that I don't know the words to, from Evelyn Champagne King, to Kool and the Gang, to the Sugar Hill Gang. Yet I couldn't come close to telling you what Coldplay sings.

These years had romance too. There was a group of tough boy roller hockey players from Queens who used to come every weekend. I still remember my first kiss with Mark and my second with John. These kisses earned me hockey shirts that I'd proudly wear around the rink as my badge of honor.

I have even tried to recapture these years by visiting the Roxy Roller Rink in New York City, which has subsequently closed.

I'm also an excellent rollerblader but nothing will ever compare to my Reidels. That was the time of my life.



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