Overheard at 42nd street station.
Dinner Theater
As New Year’s Eve approaches, and the mulled wine flows at family gatherings, it’s time to look back at 2012. A year of dramatic career changes, of greencards, of supper clubs, of friends with new babies, of family visits, of singing, of running, of buying a fancy new laptop, of lobster rolls and discovering the local wine shop would deliver magnums of red wine for free anytime of the day or night.
Panettone Bread Pudding and the Synchronized Swimming Christmas Show
Christmas is a time for nativities, pantomimes, ballets and shows. All of my nieces and nephews have been treading the boards over the last couple of weeks, being snowmen and angels, playing carols on the recorder, dancing to Jingle Bell Rock. It was ever thus, I suppose. When we were children my sister and I hardly had an evening off in December, such was our heavy schedule of choir concerts, narrator-ing and dressing up as shepherds.
Gingerbread Popcorn, and the Christmas Music Playlist Challenge
The other day I was trying on potential Christmas Dresses in Ann Taylor Loft and the following music tracks played in this order:
Clementine Cake – if you can make room in your busy Christmas bondage schedule
Walking from my apartment to the subway I pass 2 sex shops.
Latkes, bullies, a dragon and a My Little Pony
When Jon and I go for our Saturday morning excursions into New York to forage for coffee and bagels, we occasionally pass a local middle school. This school has a distinctive mural painted by the kids on the playground wall, and the subject of the mural changes a couple of times a year. At the moment, it spells out a strong Anti Bullying message. “Bullies are Bad,†it reminds us.
Spiced Chocolate Christmas Cookies – and Chinese Knock Off Madonna
When I was a 12 years and 51 weeks old, my Dad ran a conference in Australia, and took the family with him for a holiday, via Hong Kong. Being almost 13, I took this entirely in my stride. Doesn’t everyone go to Hong Kong for their 13th birthday?
Lychee Martinis, in honor of Sneak Like A Ninja Day
It’s possible, I suppose, that you are not aware that today is sneak like a ninja day. Ninjas are subtle like that. They like to celebrate under the radar. But today is sneak like a ninja day, so sneaking will occur, also sushi to honor Ninjas, pizza to honor Ninja Turtles, and lychee martinis, to honor those who have suffered the consequences of throwing caution to the wind and celebrating the occasion with un-ninja-like lack of discipline.
This drink is lethal.
Slow cooked pork ragu with pomegranate, and the possibilities of rural street dancing
If you live far away from your family, Skype can transform your laptop into a magical time space portal, beaming you straight into a living room where your niece can sing you the song she’s learned to be an angel in the Christmas play, and your nephew can hold his fist up to the camera, filling the screen, then peel back his fingers one by one to reveal … A Pea! A Special Lego! A Marble!