Thursday, January 31, 2013

Tuesday, January 29, 2013

Late Night Nostalgia on the Upper West Side

Being back in my neighborhood where I grew up makes me feel the nostalgic the way Homer meant. It's weird and moving and great like visiting an old friend, except you both keep changing and it's hard to keep up as much as you used to. It hurts my heart (and my heart) a little bit.

Monday, January 28, 2013

San Francisco at Night

I love San Francisco So. Much. It was love at first sight, and when I fell - I fell hard.

Sunday, January 27, 2013

Friday, January 25, 2013

Linds and Mal Visit for Inauguration Weekend

This weekend Lindsey and Mallory visited. It was inauguration, which is the most DC thing I've ever done besides straighten my hair.

Wednesday, January 23, 2013

Tuesday, January 22, 2013

Saturday, January 19, 2013

Tuesday, January 15, 2013

Gem-hunting at Idle Time Books

This is the kind of place that makes you feel incredibly guilty for ever wishing there were a Barnes and Nobel around.

Monday, January 14, 2013

Unpacking the Table

Twice a day I say something like "Wait can I have that?" but only about twice a year does someone say yes. This was one of those times.

Thursday, January 10, 2013

Wednesday, January 9, 2013

The Last Lunch.

This is my dear friend David Rakoff. (He didn't always look like this.) 

Saturday, January 5, 2013

Goodbye C102

I'm feeling nostalgic because this place is on the market and I'll be showing it to some new people this weekend. I hope they appreciate the porch like we did. 

Thursday, January 3, 2013

Passover

I know I always say that you do not want to be considered a regular anywhere, but Auntie Nonnie and Uncle Harry's Passover is one exception to that rule.

I want to be a regular here forever.

Wednesday, January 2, 2013

Beautiful Things

When I come back from a work trip - which usually means I'm with a lot of dirty, sweaty men, earth tones, and granola bars - I just want to get a manicure and look at beautiful things. Since I just got back from the woods, it's that time again.