NYSeizing the Opportunity
Hi, love pants! I am, in fact, still alive and kickin’. Popsicle asked me at dinner tonight whether I was concerned that you all thought I’d disappeared (I’m home in Cinci now). While I may have pulled a three-day disappearing act, I can assure you that I was seizing the days I had left in NYC. NYSeizing the opportunity, if you will.
I can’t even recall all the details of the pictures that are about to be thrown at you. I hope you enjoy this smorgasbord of food, meet-ups and life:
As delicious as this meal was, nothing can compare to the deliciousness of seeing the ever-so-dimey Adam Levine. Boyfriend strolled into Pure Food and Wine as Gabriela, Ilana and I were finishing our meals. One part of me wanted to stare. Another part of me wanted to be respectful and mind my own business. But a larger part of me wanted to walk over, introduce myself and tell him how much I respect his music. I went with option B because I still need to grow a pair.
It was OK, though. I had these delightful young women to distract me from my lost opportunity (the only one of the trip, I’d say):
I clearly NYSeized the opportunity to meet with as many bloggers as I could make work. Gabriela and Ilana make me want to move to the city, eat vegan food, spot dimepieces, play “Is This a Shirt or a Dress?” at Forever21 and never have to work. How can I make this a reality and still make money…?
Anyway, our blog love led us to our subway photo spree. My notes about the subway whilst I was there:
-Some people have B.O. that smells like Doritos.
-Any mariachi band that performs on the subway sings in a way that is angry. It’s almost as though they’re yelling in frustration. Note how your fellow riders try to pretend it’s not happening.
-At 6pm, your lady lumps may be pressed against a complete stranger’s body, as the subways are beyond packed. Nay, they will be pressed up against a stranger and you won’t like it. Unless it’s Adam Levine. (Have I gone too far?)
-You may be fortunate enough to land an actual seat on the ride. And then you may wonder whether the seats are ever sanitized. You decide they probably aren’t, and then you tell yourself it’s good for your immune system.
I truly feel as though I could write a series of short stories solely about subway-ride observations.
I enjoyed a sub of another sort, too:
Sometimes, after a long day of getting lost in the city in shoes that have given you hellacious blisters, all you want is a good sandwich. Or veggie burger with fries and a brew:
On my last full day in the city, I kicked it off with the first person I ever met in New York: Danielle:
We split everything, and here was my half:
But the true piece de resistance was:
Imagine: perfectly caramelized, crunchy crust; inside so melty you’d think it was custard; perfect balance of vanilla, egg and maple syrup; and the gentle touch of powdered sugar. Danielle and I could not even speak when we were savoring a bite of that delicacy.
And that, my friends, is what I’ll leave you with today. See you soon!
Ciao for now,
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