Archive for July, 2008
Why I love New York
Thursday, July 31st, 2008Because there will come a day, maybe a Wednesday, when you will be sitting on an M train, heading downtown. You may be thinking of other things or listening to an iPod or watching a schoolteacher try to herd 17 8-year-olds onto the train but then you will see it, lying on the subway car’s […]
Salad dressing made me an outlaw.
Monday, July 28th, 2008Librarian: “Oh, looks like you’ve got a book overdue.”
Me, acting casual: “Do I?”
Librarian: “Yes… Memories of Philippine Kitchens?”
Me: “Oh, right. Can I renew it?”
Librarian: “No, it’s on hold for someone else.”
Me: “Oh, um, okay. I’ll bring it right in.”
Reader, I can assure you, that was a bald-faced lie.
I apologize to the other New York […]
It’s all so clear to me now.
Wednesday, July 23rd, 2008Why people started buying their fruits and vegetables from the nice, shiny, sanitary grocery store:
Never has the category “Greenmarket Grub” seemed so apt. I found this dude (and family? what the hell are those little black spots?) in my peaches. Not that it’s going to stop me from from buying food at the Greenmarket in […]
An old foe, vanquished.
Tuesday, July 15th, 2008About six years ago, I had just moved into in Brooklyn’s Park Slope neighborhood and before I’d even unpacked all the our boxes, I signed up for Urban Organic’s home delivery service.
The first week’s delivery sat at the wrong door of the brownstone in 93° heat all afternoon. I called and gave them […]
You know you want this.
Thursday, July 10th, 2008Tetris ice cubes.
One problem: they don’t actually exist.
Yet.
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In the NYPress: me.
Sunday, July 6th, 2008If you haven’t seen it yet, my essay on living in Washington Heights was in this past week’s New York Press: 8 MILLION STORIES: GRINGA IN THE HEIGHTS.
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