I told you about the party so I figure sharing a few pics is the least I could do.
In order to keep my friends as friends, I will be selective. Surely you understand.
Pics from New Year’s Eve
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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.
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
You’re pretty, Chicago
(even if you are just 45 degrees in late April) 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.
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.
And it wasn’t. Color me underwhelmed, poutine.
Poutine pictured above via Real Sports in Toronto.
Hipster buns redux
Brunch at Traif
Remember my dinner at Traif in Brooklyn? I followed it up with brunch there Sunday.
No surprise: it was fantastic.
When micheladas are on the menu, I can’t say no
We ate sitting in the solarium. It has a lovely view of the garden.
I regret not getting a pic of the chilaquiles. They were amazing. So was the strawberry pancake.
I tried to contain my enthusiasm given that a gluten-free friend was at the table
Scranton scenes. Oh yeah.
For those of you who enjoy #scrantontweets, I give you #scrantonscenes.
Did you know that Scranton is The Electric City? If you watch The Office, yeah, you probably did.
Homemaking. Or I finally got a $%^#$ rug.
After a little more than three months living in my Brooklyn apartment, it has arrived.
Thanks to Cyber Monday, I now have…a living room rug!
I recognize that this isn’t newsworthy to anyone but me (and perhaps my downstairs neighbor).
