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Back from the NYU Abu Dhabi Physics Department for the summer, my friend Ingyin had several priorities for our Saturday. Dress shopping. Manicure. Brunch. Not necessarily in that order.
Confession: I pretty much never hear the word “tequila” without mentally adding the words “mocking bird”. This is what passes for fun in my life. So judge me.
Something that Never Happens totally Happened this weekend. People have been talking about 900 Degrees, (the new pizza restaurant to hit the Village) all last week, and that led me to assume that it was open. So Jon and I … Continue reading
“Mostly I would like an actual pet gecko” said my Godson Arthur as we tucked into our pizza before heading into the Science Museum. “Not a glow in the dark plastic one” (like the one I had just given him … Continue reading
In slight resistance to the New Year feeling that’s been in the air all week I’ve been regressing, clinging onto the last of the summer; turning on the chili fairy lights, cranking up the Buena Vista Social Club. It’s not … Continue reading