
Yesterday, while very low on rations, I made a Caroline-esque snack.
Potatoe chips with honey on them is better than one might expect. I prefer the kettle cooked variety. Thanks for helping me keep a honey open mind.
Don't worry I still have piles of bikes from my old roomies. I've fixed them so they're rideable though for anyone who will come ride with me!!
Barbara made sure we had a stocked bar (she bar tends nights). She even made Mohitos? I don't know how to spell it, but between her and people bringing wine for gifts I was completely stocked by the time everyone left. (light weights, they didn't even drink what they brought!) I know it's a little faux paux to re-gift, but I feel so classy giving away wine and vodka as parting gifts when people come by.
My make shift bedroom. I sleep down stairs because between the bilboard lights and cement trucks driving around all night it's a little quieter and a little darker. I kind of live in an industrial neighborhood. The neighbors next door start hammering and dinking around at like 5 no joke.
pics from the Q train crossing the Manhattan Bridge
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