Friday, July 29, 2011
Nothing makes me feel more like a scrub than putting on some heels, moisturizing my legs, spraying myself with a few splashes of Fresh's Sugar and then heading underground to catch the train. Something about that just doesn't make sense. But I like to keep my cab fund low and my restaurant fund high. Priorities.
Thursday, July 28, 2011
Oddly enough, this song makes me miss it. It's just so damn Miami. It's played on every station down there & it reminds me of my last weeks'. Those last weeks' where I would get teary-eyed in the most unexpected places. Like during spinning class. Have you ever seen anyone wiping tears away while pedaling furiously? The last thing it makes you want to do is grab somebody sexy and tell them "Hey!". Irony.
Wednesday, July 27, 2011
1. I'm trying to keep myself from buying trendy/bad quality clothing but sometimes you can't resist a $19 dress, ya know?
2. Dear Neighbors, I'm not used to your windows being in such close proximity to mine. My apologies. Sincerely, Naked Girl Making Waffles
3. Pretty sure my "roommate" thinks I'm insane (although I like to believe she secretly enjoys how
4. Picked up some summer cherry cupcakes from Sprinkles for the birthday girl and I.
5. The current state of my living room. Really missing all the storage space I had in my old apartment.
Monday, July 25, 2011
We hit up the Meatpacking District Friday night with intentions of lounge/bar hopping. Our first stop was Top of the Standard which boasts gorgeous views of...New Jersey. Okay, New York too but mainly New Jersey. Regardless, it's lavish up there. The crowd is pretty tame but I'm old and I prefer it that way as opposed to having to walk through crowds of people grinding on each other and having drinks spilled on your freshly ironed romper. (Yes, I wore a romper. It was hot.) If the music is on but low enough where you can still hold a conversation, I'm all in.
We bumped into Buddakan on the way to Dream and couldn't resist. I considered the night a success after the edamame dumplings but it became definite when Empire State of Mind was played and although the song is so played out that it's lost most of it's meaning, it caused me to have my first "Holy shit, I live here" moment. I had been waiting for it. Goosebumps, people, goosebumps.
The east coast experienced scorching temperatures this weekend. I know you'd think I'm supposed to be used to it because I'm from Miami but no. NO. We are spoiled in Miami and go from central A/C to central A/C. The most heat we have to endure is the short walk to our air conditioned cars so no...NO, I'm not used to it. It's inescapable here. & the electric companies reduce voltage in order to prevent blackouts so your thermostat never quite reaches the desired temperature. All I wanted to do was stick my head in the freezer, ride the C train (best A/C!) and eat spoonfuls of passion fruit sorbet.
Thursday, July 21, 2011
Currently reading Gabrielle Hamilton's (owner of Prune in the East Village) chef memoir. The title caught my attention.
I believe you have to have a certain personality to be a chef - significantly jaded and considerably out of your mind. & although I haven't finished the book, this autobiography hasn't proven me wrong yet.
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
1. My hood. Not pictured is the deli that is open 24 hours that greets you as soon as you get off the train where I happen to purchase my individually wrapped zebra cakes.
2. Having to haul your own boxes out of Ikea's warehouse is horrid and mildly life threatening.
3. Thank God for ZipCar!
4. Union Square Market for all your colorful fruit and vegetable needs.
5. I still can't believe that I have a New York City address. I secretly love filling out forms where it asks for city & state. New York, NY! If you think I'm annoying now, it's only going to get worse.
Monday, July 18, 2011
I've been following Improv Everywhere and their shenanigans for a couple of years now and was always slightly bummed I couldn't participate in events like Frozen Grand Central or their annual No Pants Subway Ride (although I admit, I'd have to give myself a good pep talk before I work up the guts to go through with that one).
When I found out they were hosting their 8th Mp3 Experiment, I immediately sent the details over to Amy. She said "let's do it" and I ran around the city looking for glow sticks. Ha!
They give you a set of instructions and a list of things to bring. This year it was divided into two "tribes", black shirts (born January-June) and white shirts (July-December). We were to download a 50 minute Mp3 and bring a mask, glow stick, a flashlight, a camera with flash and an item that glows to the pier in Battery Park.
We arrived around 8:15 and spotted literally thousands of people with white & black shirts. You're supposed to act discreet until the "mission" starts but everyone was wearing headphones...pretty obvious. & hysterical.
At approximately 8:30 you're to start the Mp3 and you're then instructed (by the creepiest voice by the way - think Jigsaw from the Saw movies.) on what to do for the next 50 minutes.
It's basically a huge, hilarious game of Simon Says. The best part was when we were told to take out our glow sticks and rave like it was 1996.
I love making random memories.
The aerial shots are c/o Improv Everywhere.
I had a little going away dinner my last weekend in Miami at Zuma in the Epic Hotel. Ambiance, amazing. Dinner, amazing. Friends, amazing. & believe it or not...Miami, amazing! I will never deny that it is a beautiful place filled with beautiful people but I was in desperate need of change.
In the days prior to my move I was filled with overwhelming sadness and I was scared that maybe it was a sign that I was making a mistake. I didn't even dare express that to anyone. As my plane was taking off last Tuesday, I felt nothing. I was trying to force myself to feel something, anything. When I arrived at my apartment here in the city, the excitement settled in. I know I made the right decision. That's not to say that I won't have my "I hate New York" moments but the pros definitely outweigh the cons. It's so very different from back home yet I already feel like I've lived here for years. & I can't wait for the never-ending "I <3 New York" moments that make me positively giddy.
Thursday, July 14, 2011
(L) I lugged a huge fan on/off the train and up Broadway on a very hot day. I'm used to cars and trunks. This was my reward.
(R) The robot that saved me from having to sleep on the fire escape in hopes to catch a breeze.
(L) Jesus! Get the steak, not the chicken.
(R) "Get off my stoop!"
(L,R) We got off the train to go grocery shopping and found ourselves face-to-face with Harlem Tavern. So we went, of course. & it's the new hot spot 'round here.
(L) Harlem Tavern's outside seating.
(R) Sing For Hope project features pop-up pianos all over parks in NYC.
(L) I thought those corny Get connected! For free (free)! At Ed-u-cation Con-nection! commercials were specific to Miami. Guess not! Please note I got rid of my old, white 13" TV that I had for over 14 years. Sad.
(R) Patsy's pizza. Yum.
(L) Lonely B train.
(R) Mango doughnut from The Doughnut Plant in Chelsea.
(L) I'm in love with my bathtub.
(R) But you can't win them all...NYC shopping carts. I can't get jiggy with this?
(L) Welcome home!
(R) This makes me an official New Yorker, doesn't it?