Monthly Archives: July 2013
Jon’s Tattoo, and a summery duck salad with fresh orange
Jon and I recently went on a weekend excursion to Boston, when he took off his shirt to reveal – “Oh God! What did you do to yourself! Oh GOD!†I said.
Cronuts
Jon and I have been ships that pass in the night recently. Me to London, him to Rio. When I got back to our apartment, tired and cranky, I discovered that he’d put milk in the fridge for me, a … Continue reading
Bruschetta, and the inevitability of nudity
My dad was in town for a week of ballet, baseball, jazz, and edgy downtown sketch comedy. Spot the odd one out.
Ice Coffee Life Hack while Walking to work
My office is near Union Square, which means I can walk to work every morning. In the rain and the snow, this lacks a certain charm, but in the sunshine, life is lovely.
I’m gonna Wife that.
We were drinking cocktails in a bar on a weeknight – I know, life choices – when we overheard two girls talking; “Damn girl, you been working out?!†The second girl had indeed been working out, and was happy to … Continue reading
Flag Cake
July 4th approaches, and my friend Jen sends out the following email to the group of friends who are gathering by the river to watch the fireworks, “we’re doing burgers, and hotdogs, Kate’s bringing a flag cake …†Did I … Continue reading