I less than three New York
That’s right. I ❤ NY!
Had a GREAT weekend. My overall impression is that NYC hasn’t changed much in the decade since I lived there. The smell is still the same: great food, diesel fumes, and piss. My old building on the corner of West 4th and Perry is exactly where I left it. The only things that are new? Cell phones and Starbucks.
Here’s what I did:
- Ate cold sesame noodles in Chinatown. (you can’t get them in Seattle!)
- Watched a meatball eating contest in Little Italy
- Shopped in SoHo (managed to say no to leopard print Steve Maddens–but only because I didn’t have room to take them home)
- Went to a spa for a facial. Sat by the pool and read The Paris Review
- Spotted a Zune poster on Great Jones Street
- Ate dinner at Freemans. It’s like dining in a Thomas Hardy novel!
- Took the subway to Union Square, but couldn’t find a decent movie to watch
- Chilled in O’s studio apartment on Sullivan street (5 flights up! No elevator!)
- Had brunch at The Cupping Room Cafe. Awesome eggs benedict
- Wandered around the West Village (my old stomping grounds)
- Sat in the sun by the fountain in Washington Square
- Read a great book on the plane: Spook by Mary Roach. It’s about the scientific search for the afterlife: covers mediums, ectoplasm, 21 grams, reincarnation, spirit photography, near death experiences, etc. She’s a hilarious writer; I urge you to read it now!
The trip was superquick and superfun. I miss O. She needs to move home!