Flipflops in the Rain


manhattan equals awesome.

i just got back from a whirlwind tour of NYC*, and i think i fall more and more in love with the place every time I’m there. i love that there’s something to do every single hour of the day. (Unless, of course, you’re there to see the Rockefeller Christmas tree, which apparently shuts down at midnight…?? Bollucks!)

Some highlights:

Serendipity: Yes, the restaurant from that one movie. We put our names in for a three-hour wait and shopped around for a bit. It was soooo worth it (although I’ve since heard rumors of rodent infestations in the kitchen). The desserts were deliciously over the top. We ended up splitting three — Frrrozen Hot Chocolate (exactly what it sounds like, Strawberry Fields Sundae (cheesecake, strawberry ice cream, strawberry topping with whipped cream) and Humble Pie (chunky peanut butter with graham cracker crust).

The Carriage House: A little hole-in-the-wall bar on the Upper East Side that we would’ve completely missed if it weren’t for the extravagant lights and holiday decorations. We popped in for a quick drink after our dessert feast and ended up staying to gossip and watch some movie from the ’30s (think Mae West’s era).

Spamalot: I love going to musicals and plays, but to be honest, I wasn’t looking forward to seeing this one. I’ve never seen a Monty Python movie, and I’ve never really wanted to. Man — I’ve been missing out! This show was hilarious. My stomach hurt afterward from laughing so hard at the silly, tongue-in-cheek, blink-and-you-might-miss-it jokes. Our seats were in the very last row, and the girl in front of me had big hair, but my first Broadway experience was definitely a success. I can’t wait to go back and see Wicked.

Henrietta Hudsen — Bar & Girl: No, that’s not a misspelling. Bar & Girl is highly accurate. I’ve been to gay bars before (hello, Rumors!), but this was a surreal experience in comparison. It was fascinating to see such a diverse group congregating in one place. These women literally only had one common interest. Elise, Sara and I probably stuck out like sore thumbs, but we had a blast. I was apprehensive (to say the least) when I walked in and the first thing I saw was a woman dancing in lingerie on the bar counter, but by the time we left, I wasn’t ready to go. Good times. I’d highly recommend it — to my girlfriends.

All in all, this weekend pretty much rocked. Sure, there were some minor disappointments (stupid Christmas tree) and I’ll be catching up on sleep for a week, but that city is quickly moving up my list of favorites.

*Yes, I got my camera back. Yes, I took pictures. No, you do not want to see them. Photographer, I’m not.



pure and wholesome.
November 13, 2007, 7:47 pm
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Reasons Whole Foods kicks ass in comparison to the average grocery store:

– The produce is actually edible.
– Samples are prevalent.
– I’m always tempted to (and usually do) try something new.
– I have yet to run headfirst into someone who looks like a serial killer.
– It’s less than a mile from my apartment.
– Fresh seafood and delicious ready-made-meals are available at any time of day.
– For some reason, screaming children are nowhere to be found.
– Everything’s a bit pricy, so I only buy what I can eat.
– The wine aisle is amazing.
– I’m not the only person walking around in flipflops in November.
– I always feel healthy and wholesome — even when I’m buying frozen dinners and cheese.

Reasons it doesn’t matter where I shop:
– I still forget the item for which I specifically went to the store.
– It’s only slightly less boring. I hate grocery shopping.