This is the one I want to put on!!!!
Sunday, October 11, 2009
Friday, October 2, 2009
A Roasted Chicken Evening
Last night: Dinner at the always-fanciful Walter Foods with Mike, Kelli, and Chris in a belated attempt at celebrating M's 33rd year. Since there was a fall chill in the air (which I'm savoring, btw, even as the whipping winds seeped through my thin trench coat), I opted for a nicely herbed roast chicken with greens and the most savory mushrooms this (seasoned) tongue has ever tasted. I mean, these things had a meaty afterglow! We started with a few oysters (and, quite possibly, my first ever birthday oyster toast. Hopefully more to follow), and perfectly battered/fried popcorn shrimp, which brought forth tales of Red Lobster, prompting us to ponder why children in the '80s (at least ones raised in the Metro Detroit area) seemed to equate the Lobster with high-class dining.
I started, of course, with a Bramble at the bar. It was lovely, if a little heavy on the gin, of which I won't complain. Dessert was twofold: a chocolate banana bread pudding and cobbler with plums. I almost came in my skirt. In all seriousness my love of desserts is a bit embarrassing at times; not trying to be "quirky" or cute at all here—I just really love sugar.
M sweetly offered to drive me back to the Heights, but I wanted to stop by Spoonbill to browse, pet the cats, and perhaps pick up the new Lorrie Moore. Sadly, it was closed, so I boarded the L and rode home listening to The Kinks. No drunks harassed me on the walk to my building, and I even got a seat on the 2 train! All in all, a really perfect evening.
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
The Good and the Bad
Recent Good Things:
-My sister coming in a week
-Whole Foods' vegan vanilla cake
-Mark Lanegan as hot Frankenstein at Soulsavers show
-My new granny dress
-Karen Dalton
-The kind barista who makes my lattes at Blue Marble
-Runnin'
-Charles Anastase S/S 09
-The Rodarte girls
-The amazing French toast I made on Sunday
-New Lorrie Moore
-Michelle Williams on the cover of Oct. Vogue
-Pavement reuniting
-Paul Krugman
-Film Forum
-Don Draper
-Where the Wild Things Are posters and commercials
-Peanut butter, now and always
Recent Bad Things:
-Fulton Street, esp. the walk from the subway to my office
-Too dark to run after work
-Annoying status updaters on Facebook
-My bathroom
-Can't find the new Lula anywhere
-People who yammer on about how they went to Harvard, Yale, Princeton, etc.
-No Paris this year
-Not being able to afford anything by Charles Anastase
-No youtube at work
-Two-three drinks = dead the following day
-Glenn Beck
-Kombucha always spraying everywhere when I open the bottle
-Dr. says I have to eat more broccoli
-I can't watch Dr. Oz on TV
-The writing class I wanted to take is full
Friday, September 18, 2009
And this, because I still get scared sometimes....(and it's sweet)
"I'll tell you what freedom means to me, no fear."
-Nina Simone
Friday, September 11, 2009
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Saturday, July 25, 2009
Wtf??
So, Have not posted in a very long time.
Have not had much to say.....
But check out my garden!
Thursday, May 7, 2009
and this
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Take me with you!
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Un Flâneur
According to Baudelaire, a flâneur is "a person who walks the city in order to experience it." I love this concept. I think I have always been, at heart, un flâneur.
I love walking the streets of this city. When I first moved here and didn't know hardly anyone, I would spend every weekend wandering aimlessly, no destination in mind, taking in the sights, smells, sounds, and random encounters that make New York beautiful. Leaving the house around 11, sometimes not returning till 9 or 10 at night. I was homesick and confused and poor, and the only thing close to comfort was found in these long solitary walks.
Even now, I hate taking taxis. People think I'm crazy, but I'd much rather walk ten blocks in subzero temperatures than pay someone to drive me that very distance — even in uncomfortable shoes. It seems like such a waste, not only of money, but of experience. I'd hate to miss out on something horrifying or beautiful or, perhaps, a bit of both.
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