I’ll be honest; when I first heard the term ‘bomb cyclone’ being thrown around this week, I just assumed it had something to do with the insanity of our government – the new normal. I didn’t realize until Wednesday afternoon, courtesy of my coworkers, that it was referring to the snowstorm I did know about. I had already been hoping for a snow day.
During city summers, when it’s about to storm, the sky goes yellow and the wind picks up. It’s humid and breezy at the same time, and you can taste the moisture in the air, if it’s not already coming down from the sky.Read More »
“Do you have a library card?” I realize this may seem like an odd question in today’s day and age, but lately, it’s one I ask often.
Inside is like stepping outside. Except for the warmth, I wouldn’t be surprised to look up and see the evening sky. There are trees and plants, and they blend together as though we’re sitting in someone’s backyard, rather than in a restaurant with New York outside its doors. When we sit, I notice the small china plates we have – and that ours don’t always match the other tables. There’s a small vase on the table, shaped like a square bottle of perfume, filled with greens and tiny blue flowers. Even though spring hasn’t quite arrived yet, you think it might have, and someone forgot to tell you where to find it.
Not the movie or the restaurant. Although, I do love the movie – and who doesn’t love John Cusack? (OK, I’m sure some people don’t, but from a romcom perspective I do find him charming…) And already, I’m on a tangent. Let’s go back to the beginning.Read More »
Mr. Bing, Broadway Bites – A new (to me?) stall popped up this summer, which serves jianbing, a Beijing street food. It’s a bit like a crepe, filled with egg, scallions, sauces, crispy wontons, and a whole bunch of other things. This one was much bigger than the one I had in Beijing, and it was given to me in a takeout box rather than wrapped in paper for me to snack on as I walked, but it was pretty good.
Yesterday was a long day. Not bad, not terribly stressful – just long. I was up at 7am, cleaning and getting ready for work, and I didn’t get back home until 10:15pm. The M wasn’t running last night and I ended up hopping three different trains to get back home. It was such a relief to finally see the light of the E train in the tunnel at my last transfer.Read More »