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Sizzling bacon. Fluffy pancakes. Thick, creamy milk shakes. Whether immortalized by singer-songwriter Suzanne Vega in 1981, or as a meal-time staple for Seinfeld and his pals, New York City diners are where it's at. I grew up going to diners in Michigan with my dad to have breakfast. That’s really where it started and kind... Continue Reading →
New Yorkers will stand in line for anything. Last summer I stood in line at 7:30 am on a Saturday morning to try to get the infamous “Cronut” by Dominque Ansel in Soho. My girlfriend and I waited there for about an hour or so and moved maybe a few feet or so before a... Continue Reading →
Lately, I have been complaining about some of NYC's shortcomings and I feel like I need to cut the Big Apple a slice of slack. I get pretty hostile when I have to do things I consider unpleasant. Any kind of chore or errand for instance. Stopping for gas. Ugh. I am the worst at... Continue Reading →
Sooo…. It turns out I was correct. It’s rare, but sometimes it happens. The day after posting NYC: Medicine Cabinets & Condiments, Where have you gone? my husband and I went to have brunch at a Cal-Mex restaurant we’ve been wanting to try in the neighborhood. The menu looked fabulous and we ordered right away.... Continue Reading →
Since moving to New York City, my husband and I have moved five times. In less than two years. There was the initial staying with a friend’s mom in her basement for a couple months, corporate housing for a week on the Upper West Side, the hellish month-long ordeal smack dab in Times Square, the... Continue Reading →
Some people say, marriage is just a piece of paper. Well, I’ve been married 52 days and I still don’t have that piece of paper. The Queen’s County City Clerk’s office has actually beaten out Comcast, Time Warner Cable and Verizon for the worst customer service possible. Trying to get a human on the phone... Continue Reading →
It is 8:15 in the morning and I am already a sweaty mess. My heart rate is lingering in the 150's, but I know in just a few minutes it will hit 160. Yahoo weather claims the humidity is only 36% but this can't be possible. I feel like I am breathing into a thick... Continue Reading →
Outside my window stands a four-story brick building. Its presence is unforgiving; tagged with graffiti, the indistinguishable scribbles of black spray paint spread across the framework. Large glass panes outline the loft spaces inside and smokers can be seen standing at them, conversing and flicking ashes that float down to the street. The... Continue Reading →
Did you know there are pages and pages on the Internet explaining how to boil an egg? The Burrito & I are still maintaining our healthy lifestyle (see, Absence makes the liver...happier? ) and I wanted to make some hard-boiled eggs for snacking on and to make Avocado Toast, a recipe from Bob Harper’s new book,... Continue Reading →
The rain is making a soft pitter-patter against the window. Each drop clears a trail through the dusty pane and then falls to the ground. Birds are happily chirping as they dip their wings into puddles of water and let it roll off their backs. Damp, cool air blows through the window and dances... Continue Reading →
An Honest Swallow 