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Pics from New Year’s Eve

I told you about the party so I figure sharing a few pics is the least I could do.

Photo booth

In order to keep my friends as friends, I will be selective. Surely you understand.

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When is a hipster not a hipster?

While I was in San Francisco recently, my friend Carolyn invited me to tag along to her friends’ party in Napa.

Napa

I was a tiny bit nervous about fitting in. Surely people who live in Napa must be way cooler than me, right? At a minimum, they would know lots more about wine. Continue reading

The drive

There’s a point on Route 46 East in New Jersey where you hit the top of a small hill and get your first glimpse of the New York City skyline.

NYC skyline

Every single time, this drive makes my heart ache.

I remember being a little girl and visiting my Aunt Mar in Parsippany with my mother and grandmother. Sometimes we’d leave her apartment and go into the city for a few hours or two stay the night.

Later, the view meant that I was returning home after a visit to my family in Scranton.

For ten years, while I lived in DC, I didn’t see that view very often. Which is probably why that glimpse of skyline still feels like a gift a year and a half after making my return.

The leaving made the return sweeter.

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Christmas in New York

My first poutine

Friends with ties to Canada have raved about poutine for-ev-er.

“What’s it all about?” I asked.

“Fries, gravy, cheese curds, OMG,” I was told.

Other than the ‘curds’ part, it didn’t sound much different from the fries with gravy and cheese I ate in diners with high school friends.

Poutine

And it wasn’t. Color me underwhelmed, poutine.

Poutine pictured above via Real Sports in Toronto.

Hipster buns redux

Remember when I moved to Brooklyn and said NO to hipster buns?

You can reminisce here.

It has been really hot and humid here in the NYC area lately. Really, really hot. So this happened:

It won’t happen again.

At least not in public.