I’m not sure exactly when I’ll get the pictures up (hopefully tonight), but wanted to give you something to chew on in the meantime. First, continuing on the lobster-related theme, Florence Fabricant goes to Pearl Oyster Bar with the author of The Secret Life of Lobsters. Sounds like a man after my own heart.
Second, what the hell is up with Amanda Hesser’s “????” rating of Masa? Seems like a cop-out to me. Perhaps all the controversy and trash talk has finally caught up with her. So tragic.
I made it back from Maine — my brother successfully graduated from college, I survived my final college party (co-llege!), and I managed to have lobster in one form or another four times in three days. What more can you ask for? The full report, I suppose. Tune in later in the week for the grand rundown plus plenty of pictures. Congrats, Bill!
the website) when I read about the closing of Zito’s Bread Bakery. Many a fantastic whole wheat loaf was purchased there during my 10 year stint in the neighborhood — for fondue, for garlic bread, or just for plain old eating. Farewell, old friend.
Earlier this week, I impulsively signed up for the NY Post’s Dating Game. Why? Not sure, really. At the time, my thought process was more like, “why the hell not?” I was scheduled to go in for my headshot today, but have since thought of several reasons not to go. As my dad said, it seems a little too public (and as my mom said, “oy“). I told some work colleagues about it and got a similar reaction — I am well-known in my professional community, and people know what I look like, so they would recognize me if they saw me in the paper, and would get a chance to read about my personal life. I seriously doubt that participating in the column would do much for my dating life except increase the possibility of a free dinner, and I don’t think it would bolster my professional image in any way, shape, or form. I have only told a few professional colleagues about this blog, and, in keeping with my general guidelines on subject matter of my blog, I have never written anything in it that I wouldn’t be relatively comfortable telling them about in person. Not so with a review of a date, half of which would have been beyond my control to edit. And finally, the gentleman from the Post who called to schedule my headshot was the co-author of the article about what to wear on a date which I recently characterized as “useless drivel.” Not a good sign. So — I have decided to bail.
In other news, I’m off to Maine for my baby brother’s college graduation. He’s the last of the three of us to finish up, and he’ll be joining me in NYC for at least a few years, which will be a great addition to the mix. This is, of course, assuming I’m still around . . .
Have a great weekend!
Well, I don’t think I’m quite as obsessed as my fellow bloggers in today’s NYT article, “For Some, the Blogging Never Stops,” but I am thrilled to have surpassed the 10,000 visitors mark — I’m up to over 11,700 visitors. Thanks for stopping by!
Snaps go out to Doug for quoting me in yesterday’s Ask Gothamist advice column about the best tattoo parlor in NYC. I’m feeling the linklove.
On a whim yesterday I submitted an application for the New York Post’s “dating game.” I returned home to a voice mail from someone at the Post wanting to schedule me for a headshot. Now this could be interesting/humiliating/terrifying. I really have got to stop smoking crack in the office . . .
My dad was visiting this weekend, and the majority of our plans centered around food. Not all, but certainly most of our day and a half together was focused on where we were going to eat, and when. Luckily for us, his visit coincided with Taste of Tribeca, an all-day food festival featuring a variety of Tribeca’s finest eating establishments. For a small fee, we were able to sample the wares of six different restaurants. My favorites of the day were:
Dad and I were joined at the food fest by some friends from Maine who were in town visiting their son and his partner. Coincidentally, the younger two had recently moved to NYC from San Francisco, and were giving me all kinds of comparisons between the two cities, and the pros and cons of each. Very helpful, given my current wanderlust. After stuffing ourselves silly in the heat, we cooled off in the atrium of the Tribeca Grand, and then wandered through SoHo, stopping in various shops along the way. We stopped in the funky new Apple store, where Danny and I fielded various technology questions about iPods. Despite some confusion about how they work, the older generation seems quite keen on buying iPods at some point.
After a rest and a shower, we were off to eat again. This time, to Otto, for some light antipasti and vino before dad had to fly back to Maine. Thanks for everything Dad, and thanks to Phyllis, Bernie, Danny and David for a fun day in NYC.
This week’s Time Out New York includes a roundup of food links, including some of my personal favorites — Chowhound, NYC Eats, Menupages, and Epicurious. Some other favorites of mine that I thought were missing include The Food Section, Walker New York: Eats, and The Strong Buzz. You can find a few more of my favorites here and here, in two early posts.
I have to thank everyone for their input on last week’s post. I promised to fill you in on my thoughts on the matter, so here they are. First of all, I have lived in three places (basically): Washington D.C., but never as an adult; Boston, mostly for college, but for a few years afterwards; and New York, both in the city and in a nearby suburb. Every time I have moved to a new city, it was for school — first college, then law school. I haven’t really considered just up and moving somewhere new without the safety net of school to back me up.
So where would I go, and why? My Dad lives in Portland, Maine, which I would like if it were a tad warmer. Basically, the only other place I have ever considered living is — you guessed it — San Francisco. I’ve visited a few times and it felt comfortable, interesting, and has many of the things I’m looking for. It’s a great walking city, which is crucial for me. I have two friends moving there this summer, so I can visit them along with the other friends I already have there. I was surprised to hear Austin suggested, but I have another friend moving there — I definitely plan on visiting, particularly to see some great live music. I have to say, however, that I’m not a huge fan of the South, generally. I know Austin has a different vibe, but it’s still in Texas. I also really love the ocean, and can’t really imagine not living on a coast.
When I imagine my future, I see an urban setting. No suburbs for me, thank you very much. I see myself in a place where I can walk around to my neighborhood stores, have a small garden, have friends and family over for dinner or a barbecue. I want to be able to partake in the arts and entertainment community, go to funky restaurants, stroll through Chinatown. Even farther into the future, I want to be an urban mom — just strap the kid in a backpack and take him/her to the farmers’ market, the museum, the park, and what have you.
So much of this is dependent on my career — it took me a few years in the wrong direction to find the right career path after law school. Now that I’ve found it, I’m not really ready to stray. I’d have to be able to move while staying on the right path. That could mean only moving for 3-6 months just for a change of pace while I look for something back in NYC, but it’s very unlikely that I’d do anything to jeopardize the track I’ve set myself on. Plus, the thought of uprooting my life and moving across the country is somewhat terrifying — not a decision I’d make lightly. So — we’ll see where this crazy journey called life takes me in the next few months. One day at a time.
