Monthly Archives: April 2012
A friend of mine had been to Space Camp as a child and had described the experience as “absolutely no question the best week of my life, made up of the best days of my life!”
This Dinner Will Get You Laid – One of the greatest things I ever overheard in a restaurant, and lamb with herb pesto
Tables in New York restaurants are often crammed close together, so even though you might be having a romantic evening with your husband you can still listen with ease into the conversations to your right and left as though … Continue reading
Diversification is the new buzzword of our economic times. Several of my friends now run Etsy shops, stringing beads onto lengths of cut up t-shirts, designing wedding invitations or cross-stitching obscenities by night while PRing, publishing and producing commercials by … Continue reading
“Good morning!!” beamed the guy behind the counter at Pain Quotidian, as I struggled to summon the words from my sleeping brain to convey that I needed a lot of coffee. “Are you having a great day?!”
Returning from a choir rehearsal on the subway late last night I discovered quite by chance an amazing fact; my husband is a bit of a celebrity.
Our lives and the lives of our friends are currently divided into the Haves and Have Nots: people who paid the extra for HBO, and people who rely on the goodness and charity of those people to invite them over … Continue reading
A lot of the time, I feel like a New Yorker. I will argue with you over where to get the best slice in the city. I often tut at the slowness of pedestrians. I once saw a rat try … Continue reading
It was my friend Molly’s birthday this week. She turned 25 and celebrated with whiskey and an origami competition in a dive bar on the lower east side. By 10pm she was in reflective mood, looking back over her quarter … Continue reading
Excitement in the Physics department. Christine has acquired an automatic stapler. Put the papers near it and it staples. Hands free. “It’s literally the Most Amazing Thing I Ever Saw,” said Jon, a man who spent the last couple of weeks … Continue reading
Making cheese sounds like the kind of cooking project other people do. I live a few blocks away from Murray’s cheese. Why would I make my own? But ricotta is a different beast.