I NEED a puppy!

Rainy Day Weekend

This week/weekend was one of the best I've had in a very long time. Mostly because of the company I kept, but also because of the dining I got to experience.

Wednesday: Had a friend over to make a kale and lentil stew. One friend turned into three friends and one bottle of wine turned into three bottles. Needless to say it was a memorable evening and a ton of fun.

Friday: Had a huge helping of amazing Indian food brought to my coworkers and I by one of our SoHo neighbors. Then I spent a lowkey night out at I Tre Merli Bistro for drinks and catching best friends.

Saturday: Had brunch at Cafe Gitane (Cucumber Mint Juice and Baked Eggs with Salmon, Potatoes, and Cream pictured above) which is one of my favorite places in the city and also the prototype for the restaurant I will own and run someday (shhh.... one can dream). The day also led to drinks and mini pbj sandwiches with coworkers at Botanica Bar after work.

Sunday: Worked all day, sipped fantastic coffee and prepared for my new job which I start TOMORROW!!!!!

Today I am incredibly grateful for:

- lowkey nights with good friends
- a city of unlimited restaurants
- keeping busy
- a fabulous new job

Oh Yes!

My So Called Life is now on Hulu.... batta bing!

Happiness is a lot of miscellaneous pretty dishes. Warms my soul :)


(image found at Milk Tooth's Rain)

Go Brooklyn

Kind of dying to get to THIS EXHIBIT at the Brooklyn Museum. Who Shot Rock and Roll is the first major museum exhibition that gives props to the photographers who were there for it all. Anyone want to go with me? Eh? Eh?

Walt Whitman

I don't know many people who are into poetry.... but sometimes, on an especially inspiring day, it is one of my favorite things to read. Yesterday on my commute to work I was reading a little Walt Whitman and I came across this one. I think it is perfection and I want you to experience it too.

O You Whom I Often and Silently Come

O You whom I often and silently come
where you are that I may be with you,

As I walk by your side or sit near
or remain in the same room with you,

Little you know the subtle electric fire
that for your sake is playing within me.

I'm Back in the Game!

Just like the old song says.....

It's autumn in New York
It's good to live again

(photo via blissfulself)

this song and this video.... they tug at my heartstrings..... incredible

Looks like I'm going to be all alone on Thanksgiving...... sadness

its one of those nights where i need

S U S H I

50 People, One Question: Brooklyn

Fifty People, One Question: Brooklyn from Fifty People, One Question on Vimeo.

Thanks for sharing this video Em!

Heck Yes!

Oh my gosh... this is my new favorite site: My Parents Were Awesome. I love old pictures of people's parents when they were our age. In fact, what mine don't know is that last time I was in Indiana I smuggled some of their old photos and have them hanging in my room right now because they make me so happy. This site is definitely worth checking out. I miss my parents!

She Hit Pause. Studios.

I love these prints. And the frames that they come in if you buy them at She Hit Pause Studios. Lovely!

<3

Having begun to feel, people's desire to feel grew. They wanted to feel more, feel deeper, despite how much it sometimes hurt. People became addicted to feeling. They struggled to uncover new emotions. It's possible that this is how art was born. New kinds of joy were forged along with new kinds of sadness: the eternal disappointment of life as it is; the relief of unexpected reprieve; the fear of dying.

Even now, all possible feelings do not yet exist. There are still those that lie beyond our capacity and our imagination. From time to time, when a piece of music no one has ever written, or a painting no one has ever painted, or something else impossible to predict, fathom, or yet describe takes place, a new feeling enters the world. And then, for the millionth time in the history of feeling, the heart surges, and absorbs the impact.

- Nicole Krauss, The History of Love

AH!

I love THIS contest: East Village vs. West Village by Apartment Therapy.

I guess my heart knows what it wants because the East Village selection is much more my style, and while I love the West Village and all of its charm.... the East has always been my favorite. You can go HERE to see pictures.

i miss you
i miss you
i miss you
i miss you
i miss you

clean and cozy

i love a bed nestled perfectly in between three walls.

(image via apartment therapy)

They would not find me changed
from him they knew,
only more sure of all I thought was true.

- from Robert Frost's Into My Own

Lovely Little London Nest

(images of Simon and Martin Jacobs London Home via The Selby)

I love the idea behind this new site and I really hope it takes off.
I'm always looking for ways to create and recreate
new styles with old things I have lying around.

Daily Gratitude:

Today I am extremely thankful
for two amazing, talented, strong, goofy, beautiful sisters.

There are people who have money,
and people who are rich.

- Coco Chanel

Daily Gratitude:

Today I am grateful for the crisp fall wind
and all of the emotions it carries with it

(image via Hillary the Mammal)

"It couldn't have happened anywhere
but in little old New York"

- O. Henry

In the last two months I've....

-Paid a dollar for 5 pork fried dumplings
-Had a historic tour of wall street
-Run into Brooke Sheilds, the cast of Sex and the City, Jason Bateman, and Drew Barrymore
-Taken a train upstate to apple pick
-Gone to an opening reception for a friend's art installation
-Seen some of the best dance companies in the world perform
-Drank some of the best coffee in the country (aka not starbucks)
-Received phone calls from friends and family warning me about terror alerts and hurricanes that no one here was aware of
-Attended a dinner party... on a roof
-Walked along my street from one restaurant to another sampling free food and cocktails for the Park Slope Restaurant Tour
-Free live bluegrass and $2 PBR every Wednesday, 3 blocks away
-Encountered a man walking down the street with a live cat sitting tall on his head
-Shared a tiny two bedroom apartment with 4 people
-Had friends visit and received the flight itineraries of more friends who will visit
-Discovered new streets, restaurants, and stores i'd passed a hundred times and never noticed
-Struggled to communicate effectively with foreign tourists ("yes, the shop you're looking for is three blocks this way, oh you mean you are looking for a bathroom? I think you can take the C-train to that part of the city, you'll find a great burger at this place, do you understand?...")
-Scored free books, vintage suitcases, and household appliances from other people's garbage
-Seen two men with their clubs out practicing their golf swing on the corner of W. 10th and 7th Ave
-Sang Karaoke in Chinatown
-Survived the madness of Soho during fashion week
-Worn a few outfits that I'd never be seen in back home
-Still felt that calming "I'm home" sensation upon seeing that skyline from my airplane window when flying back into the city after a weekend away

Have I mentioned I love this city?

ummm..... its getting cold out
Time for bundling!!!!

(image via toast)