Today some of you are celebrating Christmas. I wish for you fond memories, peace, harmony, and a little bit of booze. And a White Christmas, from me, by way of Harlem, NYC. BONUS Greenwich Village night-time shot!
Tag: Harlem
Laundry Pickup Service
So last week I was sick. At the first sign of getting better, I realized my life was A MESS. Dirty clothes everywhere, near-empty seltzer bottles, random buckets lying around. I had to start somewhere and I started with laundry. My main concern with this Herculean task was being able to carry all my heavy…
Nuts in the Fruit Department
This is the reason why I’ll never again shop at the Key Foods on 146th Street. I just went in for some apples, oranges, tuna and cottage cheese. I picked up a basket and headed to the apple section when I noticed something…off. There was an elderly couple, a man and a woman, standing in…
Compartment
One morning, a few days ago, I caught myself unable to tear myself away from the view out my kitchen window. “This is my favourite view,” I said aloud. And meant it truthfully. At current moment, there is loud music pouring out the door across the hall. Clapping, live singing, a live band is playing…
Community
“That baby has been crying literally – literally – ALL DAY,” I complain to my roommate when she comes home. It’s maybe the fifth straight hour of screams that can’t possibly come from a human being. Kitty-corner across the hall, she goes on for hours and at all times of the day. “How does everyone…
30DHN: Something I Could Never Tire Of
My windowsill nook The crazy bathroom storage that screams “tiny Manhattan apartment” Gizmo giving me the coy side-eye in the kitchen Waking up to this view …And having a home to come home to.
Cheap Joke
This is my grocery basket from a recent trip. This is not the joke part. Easy Mac happened to be on sale, so I bought all I could find. All that I could fit into my basket, while still leaving room for a tiny (just a tiny) bit of self-respect. Looking at my purchase, I…
Little Letters
Dear Spanish Karaoke: I appreciate what you’re trying to do there. But please, keep it between the hours of 10:00am and 11:00pm. This 2:00am and 7:30am nonsense is really inconsiderate. Sincerely, Ay Dios Mio. Dear Weather: I was hoping for a little autumn before we jumped right to winter. Coldly, Layering Up Dear Manhattan, I…
Always Do Your Own Laundry
Saturday morning laundry is a ritual: roomie and I carry our own things around the block to the laundromat, hang out and talk and dish, and wash our clothes. It’s very fun, very Manhattan, and it’s nice to have clean clothes. This week, however, she’s out of town! Lonely laundry for little yours truly! Or…