And not only because I have been so lazy about posting since my vacation.
NYC looks like this right now.
The tumbleweeds will be gone soon, including from my blog. I’ll be back soon. XO
I had just assumed that 2016 would end on one high note – the Bowery Collective‘s annual festivities. And I would have been perfectly content to do so. It’s a beautiful, fun gathering with amazing food and drink.
But then, one of my friends from my July vacation asked “any interest in going back to Saint Martin for New Year’s?”
I have posted here and there about some of my favorite restaurants but never done a full dining guide, per se.
This also is not a dining guide – too overwhelming. Plus I’m a somewhat picky eater and not what anyone would call a food expert.
But I do have my favorites so here are some of them. I plan to add to this post regularly. If you have any recommendations, please share in the comments.
Where I order from when it’s time to Eat My Feelings
The pups – and their mums – are extraordinarily cute. Pics here.
We will be hosting a fundraiser plus adoption event this Saturday for Free Korean Dogs. 17 puppies and 2 mothers were rescued from Jeju Island and taken on an arduous journey to safety. 7 of the puppies will be at ps9 Sat! 🐶 https://www.freekoreandogs.org/19-dogs-rescued-jeju-island/ #jindo #rescue #save #korean #dogs #puppies
I hate to miss it but I’ll be visiting Mom back home in the Scranton area.
I recently emerged from my surgeon-mandated Cocoon of Rest to get my eyebrows
threaded savaged (more on that later). My life has been so boring of late that I try to put one activity on the calendar each day. And sometimes it’s something shallow like addressing my eyebrows.
I was the first customer to show up that day so I interrupted the brow lady’s breakfast. I sat for a moment and waited. This woman and her business partner, both originally from India, have been doing my eyebrows periodically for the past five years, and I didn’t have anywhere else to be.
Once she was done, I lay back in the barber-style chair and we started chatting.
“So what is this Halloween? I have lived here in American many years and I still don’t understand.”
“Hm. Well. Kids dress up in costumes. And adults too now I guess?”
I was totally uptalking.
I continued in a way that sounded a bit like “something, something…um, Day of the Dead in Mexico? And then there’s Santa for Christmas and a bunny for Easter! Wow, this is a strange country.”
I thought about showing her this picture of me dressed as a bunny for Halloween but then nothing in this world would make any sense ever again.
In the end, I blame this bizarre conversation for the end result which I didn’t really notice until days later. Given the history, I thought she knew I still wanted a full, natural shape. Basically the eyebrow equivalent of a hair trim.
The result wasn’t as bad as the Ghosts of Eyebrows past, but they’re pretty skinny (for me).
Oh! Another weird thing? I don’t know the name of either of the eyebrow women and after going there for five years, I feel like it’s way too late to ask.
I told you I had dined in two great restaurants here. In reality, there were more – lots more – but three of the most memorable of late are these: Market Table, Antica Pesa (more on this one soon) and Lilia.
There is a lot of hype about Lilia. Chef/owner Missy Robbins was reportedly President Obama’s favorite chef based on her work at Spiaggia* in Chicago. She could have opened her first restaurant virtually anywhere but chose my neighborhood. Lucky us.
As I started telling you in Part Three, the tedious part of addressing my adrenal tumor started to sink in during the days following my initial diagnosis.
Taking a subway-to-the-bus just to go to the hospital or to Dr. E’s office. Going home or to the office from there is even more awkward.
Walking to the lone CVS in my neighborhood, wondering why it’s one of the few places in all of NYC that doesn’t deliver.