*The Met
My heart beats for a few places in this big city and the Met Museum
is one of them. I've been trying to go more often and leave with a few
sketches or photos of the pieces that inspired me on that trip. The amazing
thing is that something different always speaks to me. The most
recent trip I was taken by Matisse, Giorgio di Chirico, Picasso,
the Jewels by JAR exhibit, some of the architectural watercolors,
a Qing Dynasty vase, and some Paul Klee pieces. Sometimes it's
so beautiful it moves me to tears and then there I am, a total weirdo,
lightly crying at the Met. If I could live there I would.
*A 7th Grade Revivial
Lisa and I have been friends since 1996, in 7th grade we started
a journal that we would pass back and forth. We ended up
with about 4 or 5 books filled with hilarious 7th grade thoughts
and when I read it now it partially makes me cringe (mostly at the
schizophrenic stream of consciousness style of writing) but even more
than that it makes me laugh hysterically. Lisa makes me laugh hysterically.
Our lives could not be more different at the moment but our friendship
has not changed. So for her birthday this year I sent a new journal for us
to start,with a couple pre-paid envelopes to send it back to me. We've already
filled it with our normal inside jokes that have been standard since the late 90's
and that still make us crack up. But it's so nice to read about her
day-to-day and what she's thinking about.
I hope this project lasts through several new journals.
*New Mexico
I am finally visiting my friend Lauren in New Mexico, she has lived there
for a few years now and a visit is long overdue. I'm excited to explore a
new citybut also to sit around with her and Dan, maybe watch
'Play Misty for Me', eat snacks, and just catch up.
I miss seeing her on a regular basis.
*Pedralonga Do Umia
I have a lot to learn about Spanish wines, and I'm slowly finding things
that appeal to my palate. Most recently I've fallen for this wine, a blend of
Mencia, Caino, and Espadeiro. It reminds me of a Cab Franc from the Loire-
which is a serious favorite. There is something so enticing and crisp
about this wine. It's soft, earthy, and perfect with a light chill. If you're
not typically a fan of Spanish wines I promise that this will change your mind.
*Plantain Tortillas
My tortillas did not look quite like the picture, but I'm blaming that on my
food processor more than anything. The taste, however, was delicious and the
whole tortilla process took about 30 minutes from start to finish. I topped mine
with a guac, radishes, grilled cod, thinly sliced red cabbage and lime juice.
Super easy dinner, and a new way of thinking about tortillas.
*Erik Satie
I'm reading The Banquet Years by Roger Shattuck, it's about la belle epoque
in France between 1885 and WWI. It focuses on Erik Satie, Henri Rousseau,
Alfred Jarry, and Guillame Apollinaire. Naturally I visited a Rousseau painting
on my last visit to the Met, now I'm listening to a lot of Satie and Debussy.
I find it to be very soothing.
Saturday, February 22, 2014
Wednesday, February 5, 2014
City of Change: 'inoteca
I don't think there is a single restaurant/bar in the city
that I have been to more than 'inoteca. Seriously.
I can remember the first time that I went, and it was
actually by myself in that glorious summer of
2006 when I lived only a few blocks away.
photo credit
I had just come back from a Jersey visit and wanted
to treat myself to something in my neighborhood,
so I sat outside with a glass of prosecco and a meat platter
and people watched. It was glorious, I was 22.
Later that summer I had a birthday dinner there in
the basement, I drank countless bottles of bubbles, and it
became this kind of home base.
I moved out of the LES that August but I never stopped going,
it stayed a staple for girls night dinners, a place to take out-of-towners,
and in the last couple years it has been a birthday lunch must-have
for when my Mom/sisters/nephew came up to celebrate.
I've never felt to gutted to learn that a place was closing.
I know that NYC is an ever evolving place of openings
and closings, but very rarely do you find a place that becomes
so a part of your life and so engrained in your history with a city.
I'm going tomorrow night for one more truffled egg toast,
one more girls night, and a few more bottles of wine.
that I have been to more than 'inoteca. Seriously.
I can remember the first time that I went, and it was
actually by myself in that glorious summer of
2006 when I lived only a few blocks away.
photo credit
I had just come back from a Jersey visit and wanted
to treat myself to something in my neighborhood,
so I sat outside with a glass of prosecco and a meat platter
and people watched. It was glorious, I was 22.
Later that summer I had a birthday dinner there in
the basement, I drank countless bottles of bubbles, and it
became this kind of home base.
I moved out of the LES that August but I never stopped going,
it stayed a staple for girls night dinners, a place to take out-of-towners,
and in the last couple years it has been a birthday lunch must-have
for when my Mom/sisters/nephew came up to celebrate.
I've never felt to gutted to learn that a place was closing.
I know that NYC is an ever evolving place of openings
and closings, but very rarely do you find a place that becomes
so a part of your life and so engrained in your history with a city.
I'm going tomorrow night for one more truffled egg toast,
one more girls night, and a few more bottles of wine.
Tuesday, February 4, 2014
Minimal
I often think about how I can change my life
in both large and small ways. On one hand I
live in my own fantasy world-so there's that, but
on the other hand I try to look for different ways to
improve my quality of life. Through Design*Sponge
I stumbled across their Minimalist Game and it made
me curious. It's a topic that has been on my mind for awhile
and something I've started to put into slight practice.
Basically the challenge is 30 days of slowly eliminating
the unnecessary. On day 1 you get rid of one thing, you
can trash it, recycle it, or give it away. The 2nd day 2 things
and so on-until you reach 30.
The Minimalist website has a lot of essays and one of them
touches on the sentimental and how you should get rid of
that stuff too. If you know me at all, you'll know that I am far
too nostalgic and emotional to ever get rid of some of the
more sentimental items I've been hoarding over the years.
The question is, what does that mean? Do I need to let things go
in order to have a sense of freedom in my life? Just because
minimalism seems appealing does that mean I have to go full force
and turn my house into an empty gallery space? For me I know that
the answer is no. But maybe that is the nice thing about the challenge,
(and about everything) finding your own personal balance.
I think I will take the challenge and see how I feel at the end of 30 days,
please let me know if you are taking the challenge too. I'm always interested
to hear people's thoughts on this.
in both large and small ways. On one hand I
live in my own fantasy world-so there's that, but
on the other hand I try to look for different ways to
improve my quality of life. Through Design*Sponge
I stumbled across their Minimalist Game and it made
me curious. It's a topic that has been on my mind for awhile
and something I've started to put into slight practice.
Basically the challenge is 30 days of slowly eliminating
the unnecessary. On day 1 you get rid of one thing, you
can trash it, recycle it, or give it away. The 2nd day 2 things
and so on-until you reach 30.
The Minimalist website has a lot of essays and one of them
touches on the sentimental and how you should get rid of
that stuff too. If you know me at all, you'll know that I am far
too nostalgic and emotional to ever get rid of some of the
more sentimental items I've been hoarding over the years.
The question is, what does that mean? Do I need to let things go
in order to have a sense of freedom in my life? Just because
minimalism seems appealing does that mean I have to go full force
and turn my house into an empty gallery space? For me I know that
the answer is no. But maybe that is the nice thing about the challenge,
(and about everything) finding your own personal balance.
I think I will take the challenge and see how I feel at the end of 30 days,
please let me know if you are taking the challenge too. I'm always interested
to hear people's thoughts on this.
Sunday, February 2, 2014
Iceland
An amazing thing about travel is finding different places
in this world that make you feel a certain way. Sometimes
you instantly feel like you're at home, or that you've been there
before. Other times the electricity of the culture is so infectious
that you instantly feel inspired, and then there is a peaceful feeling
of no stress and a glimpse (no matter how sugar coated) of a way
of life that seems very appealing.
In Iceland I experienced the latter.
We spent 4 days and 3 nights in Reykjavik and celebrated
the husband's birthday during that time. It was a magical trip,
and the best part was the lack of stress that we felt. But that's what
vacation should be, right? A nice getaway, with a balance
of making sure you explore but not pushing yourself too hard.
Reykjavik is small and very walkable, and with the exception of
Hallgrimskirkja (the epic church pictured above) there aren't really
a lot of tall buildings to make you feel trapped. The city is open,
the air is fresh, and if you go down to the harbor you can see
all the way to the bottom. That's how clear the water is.
It's dreamy and invigorating- even in the dead of winter.
I will say that any trip to Iceland, should always begin and end
with a dip in the Blue Lagoon. We arrived there first thing in the
morning and managed to catch the most amazing sunrise over the mountains.
Getting into a hot geothermal pool is truly the best way to recharge after
being on a plane for 5 hours and missing a whole night's sleep.
I can't wait to visit again and see more
of the island. What a magical place.
in this world that make you feel a certain way. Sometimes
you instantly feel like you're at home, or that you've been there
before. Other times the electricity of the culture is so infectious
that you instantly feel inspired, and then there is a peaceful feeling
of no stress and a glimpse (no matter how sugar coated) of a way
of life that seems very appealing.
In Iceland I experienced the latter.
We spent 4 days and 3 nights in Reykjavik and celebrated
the husband's birthday during that time. It was a magical trip,
and the best part was the lack of stress that we felt. But that's what
vacation should be, right? A nice getaway, with a balance
of making sure you explore but not pushing yourself too hard.
Reykjavik is small and very walkable, and with the exception of
Hallgrimskirkja (the epic church pictured above) there aren't really
a lot of tall buildings to make you feel trapped. The city is open,
the air is fresh, and if you go down to the harbor you can see
all the way to the bottom. That's how clear the water is.
It's dreamy and invigorating- even in the dead of winter.
I will say that any trip to Iceland, should always begin and end
with a dip in the Blue Lagoon. We arrived there first thing in the
morning and managed to catch the most amazing sunrise over the mountains.
Getting into a hot geothermal pool is truly the best way to recharge after
being on a plane for 5 hours and missing a whole night's sleep.
I can't wait to visit again and see more
of the island. What a magical place.
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