David Byrne’s Tight Spot under the High Line.
This is an important piece* of the puzzle that is my adolescence. Yet, I have no recollection of how I acquired signatures of 3 “Saved By the Bell” super stars. I bet I was pretty peeved that Mark-Paul Gosselaar didn’t sign. He’s never getting one of my buddy bands.
*Another jagged piece in this pic is my Bat Mitzvah invitation poking out from under the SBTB collectible
Pickle Back Shot at Burger & Barrel: Whiskey followed by pickle juice chaser. Tried to recreate this at home with Claussen juice…major letdown.
Whole Foods closes at 11pm, unless there’s a hurricane pending. I don’t know about you, but I’m not going to pass up an opportunity to see what goes down in the organic pasta aisle at 2:30 in the AM. I went in seeking bread, coconut water with a splash of guava, and low-sodium vegetable soup (let’s avoid gaining water weight during flood conditions). What I left with was a better understanding of what my neighbors value in a weather crisis, and what they reject:
1) Peanuts are the saddest nut of all. The nut aisle was bereft of Almonds, but you could fill 2 “Jersey Shore” hot tubs with the peanuts left hanging in the store.
2) Olive Oil is important.
3) Tomato-based products like salsa and pasta sauce are hot commodities.
4) The produce section was plentiful. Who wants to eat carrots while watching endless hours of The Hub?
A homemade Momofuku compost ice cream sandwich. I will take to my grave the number of these cookies I ate in 1 day.
I can’t recall every detail of the movie, but when I saw this photo, I felt scared. That’s how truly frightened I was about the baldness, misuse of peanut butter and child labor in this movie that I, for some unknown reason, watched over and over again with my sisters. I won’t be able to eat a PB&J or paint a canvas for weeks now, I’m sure of it.
Someone needs a manicure, and I’m not talking about that precious Koala. Baby animals make me swoon.
This is an Apple tissue box waiting for me at the Tekserve counter. Although not as complex as their other inventions, it’s a practical device that comes in handy when customers, like myself, are told their hard drive has passed away. It says “We’re sorry we’re not as good as the hype, but please don’t shed your salty tears on our products.”
On the bright side, we’ll stop neglecting Tumblr now that the computer is up and running again! And only at the cost of a few dozen tissues and many more dollars.