Celest adores the industrial chic/minimalist/white-on-white glamour aesthetic at restaurants such as Falai (which does, in fact, look just like her own apartment), Public, and Stanton Social. I am less enthusiastic, generally, about this “look” for a restaurant, since I really long for the food and feel of a place to trend toward rustic allure—wood instead of metal, [...]
January 26th, 2008
Chicken Pot Pie and I don’t care…
Baby, it’s cold outside, but it’s so cozy its sweltering inside my 5th floor walkup. I just made Chicken Pot Pie and Cinnamon Sugar Cookies. So, my home smells like comfort but feels like Miami in July! You see, I have no control over the heat in my apartment, and in what must be my [...]
January 11th, 2008
Roast Chicken
Celest: “I never order chicken in a restaurant.” Sara: “’Cause it never tastes this good.” Celest: “Yeah, and because my mother always told me it was the most boring choice. It’s like a throw-away meal.” Amanda: “Mmmmmm…this is so tender!” Erin: “Kimberly, I’m not even minding the ‘bird on the bones’ thing! The chicken just falls off.” [...]
January 8th, 2008
The L Train to Sleepaway Camp, by Sara
Before Saturday night’s gathering, the last time I had an honest-to-goodness, old-fashioned sleepover, I had a crush on Tom Cruise and pissed my friend’s bed. I can’t decide of which I’m more ashamed, but one thing’s for sure: this was more fun. The reasons why seem too numerous to count, but I’ll try: 1. Erin got drunk [...]
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