Food and Drink
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The Way to My Heart
As Valentine’s Day grows rapidly nearer, I’m constantly aware of it. At every grocery store and drugstore, there are aisles swathed in red and pink and heart-shaped treats strategically placed near the registers. As a single person, I’ve come to view V-day as a day to celebrate both my singledom itself as well as the
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Sometimes You Can Get What You Want
After a bout with food poisoning on Thursday night/Friday, I recovered enough to start off Saturday at a spin class with Hallie and Eliza. The instructor had picked some fantastic music, which can make all the difference in a spin class, including a final 7-minute hill to "You Can’t Always Get What You Want." Absolutely
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Vodka, Caviar, and Cheesy Costumes, Take 2
Ah, the Old Russian New Year. The decadence, the debauchery, and don’t forget — the vodka. Plenty of it. Many thanks to Bryn for organizing, Seth for inviting me (and timing his visit so perfectly), and Max and Marianne for being such wonderful company (and a special shout-out to Marianne for being the first to
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The Recap
While you’re all still voting (I’ll keep the poll open until midnight, Eastern Standard time, this Friday), I figured I should (finally) give a recap of New Year’s Eve festivities and the aftermath. I had a few party invitations which were all, unfortunately, way too far apart for comfortable party hopping, so I did the
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Go Team!
Earlier this week, I went out to dinner with my Gothamist Food team to D’Or Ahn, which recently opened in a sleek, narrow, and yet comfortable space in Chelsea. As I was sitting down to write about it, I read Youngna’s post, and, to be honest, she described it perfectly, even down to Frank Bruni’s
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Reason Number 574
that I’ll never really grow up: I had planned for a quiet night tonight. And in my book, it was, indeed, a quiet night. I ended up going up to Strawberry Fields after work to reflect on the 25th anniversary of John Lennon’s death. I can’t believe it has been that long — I remember