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Where I like to eat (and drink) in Williamsburg, Brooklyn

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

Pies n’ Thighs. I swear by the chicken biscuit. It’s worth the calories. And they’re on Seamless without a delivery fee.

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These puppies made the long trip from Jeju Island to Brooklyn

My friends at PS9 Pets in Williamsburg, Brooklyn (more about them here) are hosting a special event on Saturday to help find homes for puppies rescued from becoming food.

The pups – and their mums – are extraordinarily cute. Pics here.

 

I hate to miss it but I’ll be visiting Mom back home in the Scranton area.

Halloween is…what exactly?

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.

Judge away.

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.

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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).

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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.

 

Good food: Lilia in Williamsburg, Brooklyn

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 TableAntica 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.

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Summer of Suck 2.0 – Part Four: Tedium

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.

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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.

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Summer of Suck 2.0 – Part One: I have an adrenal mass

This is kind of a long story, one that doesn’t yet have an ending so I am opting to break it into parts. Here is Part 1 of who knows how many.

I’m not a Broadway person (other than this really) but recently, I keep find myself rewriting the lyrics to that famous song from Rent.

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But instead of “minutes,” I’d say “blood tests, CT scans and doctor visits” because for the last two weeks, that has been my life.


Things were looking up, mostly.

I went on a fabulous vacation with friends. Though hard, I survived a year of sad anniversaries. I moved to a shiny new apartment and had a trip to Italy in my immediate future. Continue reading

Good food: Market Table in NYC

It has been a while since I posted about food. Two recent meals reminded me that I was overdue.

One restaurant, Market Table, was so good that I had to go back for seconds.

First, I dined there with Adrienne. Situated in the charming West Village, Market Table is a cozy nine-year old restaurant that I had somehow overlooked all this time. And it was simply through the luck of OpenTable that I picked it at all.

My friend and I had some serious catching up to do so I didn’t take any of my own pics. Fortunately Instagram came to the rescue.

 

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