In general, my unsolicited advice is to get to know people whose work you love. It will make their work more special. Let's just say, if people were cakes, most of us barely get past the icing: what does the person do, where are they from, how many kids do they have, etc. Now, don't get me wrong. Icing rocks my socks. But after a while, you will find that you need a bit of cake to balance out all the one-sidedness of the icing. The cake itself will give you the texture of someone's personality...are they funny? Do they have a special talent? Easy to be around? Sometimes we get our fill of the cake and tend to push it away too soon. But I recommend that you always take one last bite to see what's in the middle. Sometimes you will come up dry and other times you will discover a custardy filling that oozes with goodness. That's the heart of a person. That's what they're made of. Keep eating people cake until you get to the part where you are smiling from your own heart when you think of them.
PUBLIC Restaurant. Went here with hubs last night even though I was sick, sick, sick with cold. The sitter had been booked in advance so we went with it. The last date we had was to Home Depot from where we returned with a mop. As thrilling as that was, I wanted to see if a real date could top it. And our meal at Public absolutely did just that. We happened upon this treasure while walking the streets of the city in search of a meal. I like to feel the neighborhood, see how many people are eating in a place, and get the vibe of things so walking around, I have found, is a much better option than just booking online. We were lucky enough to get the best table in the place--a table on the edge of the terrace. Just inside enough for the atmosphere. Just outside enough for the night air. Loved the Sunday Supper. Changes weekly. And be sure to visit the bathroom to pick up a cool little bar of soap they have on offer in a vintage, cover-less vending machine. (I love free stuff.)
The Greenmarket in Union Square. Monday, Wednesday, Friday, and Saturday. Check out the Sheep's cheese from the vendor who calls his cheeses things like "derriere and hooligan". Can't remember his name...but will post it in comments next time I see him. Also buy an ounce of Wheatgrass juice at one f the stands for good measure. It's $3 an ounce but it makes you feel sooo good inside.
New fruits. If you've never had a champagne mango, dump the regular old mango and get yourself a new friend. It's rich and creamy...like ice cream. Or chocolate. But it's fruit and you can eat all you want and no one will look at you like you're the glutton with spaghetti wrapped around his ankles in that movie SEVEN. Also try the Mangosteen. It looks like a clove of garlic once you cut through the perimeter of the hard outer shell, but it tastes like bananas with a smooth, lychee like texture. Just try it even if you think it looks like fish or eyeballs. Everything you ever wanted to know about a mangosteen, including something about being erect. Look, I didn't write it.
Corn on the cob. I already love corn on the cob. Especially in summer. But you haven't tried corn until you've eaten it from Cafe Habana on Prince & Elizabeth in NYC. Grilled, with some kind of cheese and hot pepper on the outside, there's a reason an order of corn comes with two pieces. Truly, all the food here is amazing. Cuban decor all the way down to the seating, ceiling fans and beaded doorways. Great vibe. And there's takeaway if you can't get a seat.
I just realized that most of today's post was about food. Maybe I will one day write about the joys of working out. But not today.
Until next month...or so it seems. xo
Posts
