The Wandering New Yorker

on the quest for a trunk

noreply@blogger.com (Alex P.) — Fri, 29 Jul 2011 23:36:00 +0000

I'm not sure if posting is going to become a regular occurrence again, but a few weeks ago I did exactly what this whole blog is supposed to be about...so I thought it made sense to post. I wandered! I got up at 8-something (I'm really not sure how)...had a vague idea in my head of something I wanted to find, and then I just left my apartment and walked for hours...did some circles around Chelsea, made my way down to Soho, over the West Village, then the West Side Highway for a brief nap on the grass...and finally home. All while strategically in a tube top and remaining in the sun at all times to maximize tan ;0 (I know, excellent multitasking).

So why the trunk? Well I don't have a lot of space in my new apartment. It's really not that small, but I have a lotttttt of crap. So I keep finding myself needing to think of innovative ways to store and sort all of my crap. I remember finding lots of cool old trunks when I went to the Brooklyn Flea last summer and I thought one of those would be a great way to decorate AND store some of what I used to fit in my giant closet at my old apt (see the trend? multitasking once again!)

No offense to Brooklyn, but...it's far. And I hate the subway. So I wandered around my turf instead. Thought I'd find something great at Housing Works Thrift on 17th, it's apparently their flagship shop. Total fail! The place is kind of...nice! It felt like Ikea in there with everyone checking out these shiny pieces of furniture organized nicely in the middle of the room. And nothing against Ikea, aka what furnishes the REST of my apartment, but I kind of just want a dirty old trunk. :)

So the wandering continued, I was out and about for several hours, happily distracted by street fairs and little shops along the way and then I was finally ready to admit defeat and head home when I decided to do some loops around my neighborhood. Enter Pippin!

I almost tripped on this little sign on the sidewalk (kinda like those ones that list the lunch specials or happy hour deals outside restaurants) that said "Vintage Home Goods" with an arrow pointing down a narrow little alley. Sketchy? Mildly. I entered. The alley, lined with old mirrors, leads to a little courtyard, connected to a little house, all filled with antique trinkets, jewelry, furniture etc. I saw the trunks immediately and the shopkeeper (so medieval) must have seen the light in my eyes because he ran out to talk to me about them, describing them to me like he was looking at prized jewels, running his hands over the detail evvvver so carefully. It was amazing. I felt the same way, was definitely in total awe. I am SO excited to get one of those babies back to my place. I will most likely give it a light wipedown before putting anything inside though.

As a disclaimer: I'm not pretending to be the first to discover this place---I googled around when I got home (aka Starbucks--since I didn't have internet yet) and it's been reviewed on nymag, yelp etc..., but it felt like a triumph stumbling upon it and finding exactly what I'd been looking for all day...and just blocks from my new apartment! Totally meant to be. It's a sign...gotta keep up the wandering!

Unfortunately, since I can't carry a trunk several blocks by myself, I had to leave it and have been trying to get back there since...with someone to help me carry it. The shopkeeper assured me that there would definitely be new goodies by next weekend, maybe even more trunks, so I wasn't too worried leaving my prized possession. I finally made my way back today with my mama, who let me put the dirty old thing in her back seat to take it to my apartment. The things parents do for their kids! So now it's happily sitting in the corner of my living room, waiting to be filled. Success.

More than anything I felt accomplished that I'd had a successful day of wandering (and tanning) and I'm gonna try to keep it up!

Until the next sunny day in the city....

- Wandering NYer

Sometimes it's just gotta be about Science: Museum of Natural History Brain Exhibit!

noreply@blogger.com (Alex P.) — Wed, 19 Jan 2011 02:42:00 +0000

I'm back! Well I hope I'm back. Working has really gotten in the way of my wandering and my writing (mainly my writing, I still wander). You have missed out on some good stuff :/ but hopefully at some point I'll go back into my notes and my photos and tell you about some of the things I've done in the last errr two months? Eeps. I'm gonna try to be better.

So last last weekend I finally hitup the museum exhibit I've been excited for since October: The Natural History Museum's BRAIN exhibit: The Inside Story. This exhibit takes you through the ins and outs of the brain, first going through our senses, how we process touch, sound, sight, next onto our emotions and how they come about, how we process information, how we move, a whole super cool section on language, and tons more. It's definitely information overload, but what museum isn't? And every individual will take away their own fun facts to share with others. I wrote a few down myself to share :)

I know I'm a bit of a science nerd so it's not surprising that I enjoyed this exhibit so much, but really they break everything down into small chunks of info that are easy to understand...I mean they cater to people of all ages, so you can really just delve into whatever layer suits you. The font sizes on each of the displays get smaller the more detail they get into, so you can really just pick your size and go with it! Definitely towards the end when my brain and my feet were aching a bit, I started to skip over the small font. It happens. Museums are tiring!

When you walk into the exhibit they blast you with a crazy visual, it's like a laser light show that's supposed to simulate all the neurons in your brain doing a million things at once. It was cool I guess...but really it was just a bunch of wires and a light show that I'm pretty sure is designed to get oohs and ahhs and slow people down so the actual exhibit doesn't get too crowded.

This is just an example of one of the
giant models they have on display
(The Inside of the Brain)

Once you actually get in they have this great overview video that follows a girl going through a dance audition (I know...why did they pick this? It seems random, but it works). They talk about her movements, senses, and emotions. And all the while next to the screen they have a giant brain model that highlights different parts of the brain when they are in use by the girl. It's a nice intro before you get into the detailed stuff.

I won't really go into much detail, except to tell you about some of the cool fun facts that I picked up while I was there. Hopefully it'll give you enough of a taste to get you interested in going. I really really recommend it for a fun intellectual day.

What do drugs really do? Part of the exhibit focused on drugs/medicines and what goes on in the brain to cause certain reactions. They basically explain that in your brain different chemicals are produced that stimulate your body in different ways (like that whole bit everyone always talks about how exercise releases endorphins and that makes you happy and gives you energy etc etc.)...and so drugs just basically cause chemicals to be released or inhibited. So they gave another example that I thought was relevant to probably everyone I know -- coffee. Coffee, as we know, contains caffeine (arguably a "drug") and we all know that caffeine makes you less tired...but why? Welllll it's because caffeine blocks the natural neurotransmitter adenosine (just want to make a sidenote to people who know what I'm talking about...seeing the word adenosine totally brought us to yell "ATP!" in seconds) -- anyway so adenosine triggers receptors that make you sleepy...so since caffeine blocks adenosine, it essentially blocks sleepiness and keeps you awake. I thought that was kinda cool to learn...that caffeine doesn't actually give you energy, it just inhibits tiredness. Same effect...different route!

Mixing up our senses? We also learned about Synethesia, a "condition in which stimulation of one sensory pathway leads to automatic, involuntary experiences with a second sensory pathway." A common form of synesthesia causes people to literally see different numbers or letters as different colors...like this image to the right:

Can you imagine that?

In fact, although this condition is not super common, some researchers say many have a mild version of synethesia based on the fact that we often do associate "sights, sounds and other sensations that have simliar qualities" -- the example they gave was: imagine you were given two shapes, one rounded and one pointed and were told one is called "kiki" and the other is called "booba" and you have to figure out which is which. Most people think "kiki", with its sharp sound is a better name for the pointy figure and "booba" a soft, round-sounding word (like boob? yea I thought this was a little obvious) makes more sense for the rounded shape. Think about that. There are a lot of other forms of synesthesia that are really interesting also, so checkout the wikipedia page for more detail (or just checkout the exhibit!!): http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Synesthesia

Most sensitive parts of the body: The section on senses was definitely one of the more interesting ones since it involves the most basic part of everyday life. Early on in the exhibit we learned about sensory receptors and how, when stimulated, they send messages to the touch center of the brain, causing us to have the appropriate reaction...basically so we know when something feels smooth or rough, hot or cold, etc. So there was a wacky statue of a man and his face and hands were blown up bigger than the rest of him and next to it it said that the bodyparts were englarged based upon how many sensory receptors were concentrated in that body part, which basically is directly related to how sensitive the different parts of our body are. For instance the thumb has more sensory receptors than the index finger so the thumb was bigger on the statue and it is more sensitive to sensations than the index finger. So, although alllll body parts were not depicted in the statue, they were listed in a chart nearby, comparing the concentration of these receptors on different parts of the body. And just by chance I happened to notice, it turns out that the lips actually have a higher concentration of sensory receptors than the genitalia...aka they are technically more sensitive to touch. Did ya know that? In the words of Bill Nye the Science Guy, Nowwwww you knowwww. Just a little fun fact to share with your friends. :) PS--this would be one of those things that's in verrrry small font next to the other, more child-friendly and probably more useful, largely written fun facts.

And here's one of the very helpful visuals on what parts of the brain control what:

CLICK TO ENLARGE

That rounds out my fun facts, but here are some other little tips if you're thinking of hitting up the AMNH. When you get there...do not be overwhelmed by all the idiot tourists who are waiting on the long line to buy their tickets from a human. There is always a super short electronic kiosk line to the left when you walk in and you can also choose to get a student ticket and no one will know that you graduated 2 years ago :-O Yea I did it, I scammed the museum out of 8 dollars. And I feel ok about it. Just consider it your refund from the city for having to pay the new ridiculous raised price for monthly metrocards.

Oh and one more last tip...more like a morsel of information. The D train is an EXPRESS. You WILL end up in Harlem if you get on this train. Take the B or C and all will be peachy.

Hope this post made sense...was accurate (I tried my best!)...and got some people interested in checking out the exhibit. There is really so much cool stuff to learn and everyone can take away as much or as little as they want. Do ittttttttttttt.

Peace out! Hopefully I'll be able to post again soon!

A Taste of Xmas, Sedaris-Style

noreply@blogger.com (Alex P.) — Sat, 25 Dec 2010 19:23:00 +0000

So I've been a bad blogger...it's no secret. Sorry!!! I started a new job and my laptop is shot, but now that things have calmed down and I have a sexy macbook air, I'm gonna try to get back to wandering and sharing my stories. However, I'm about to leave the city for a week so I won't have anything to blog about...so I thought I'd share that David Sedaris Christmas/Santa Rant that I mentioned in my last post. It's a hilarious tidbit about the different Santa stories from different cultures...try to make it to the end, that's the best part. Enjoy! And have great holidays!!!!! :)

Excerpt from David Sedaris’ Dress Your Family in Corduroy and Denim from the chapter Six to Eight Black Men:

It's about the questions he asks when he is traveling to learn about the people and the culture...

"When do you open your Christmas presents?” is another good conversation starter, as I think it explains a lot about national character. People who traditionally open gifts on Christmas Eve seem a bit more pious and family-orientated than those who wait until Christmas morning. They go to Mass, open presents, eat a late meal, return to church the following morning, and devote the rest of the day to eating another big meal. Gifts are generally reserved for children, and the parents tend not to go overboard. It’s nothing I’d want for myself, but I suppose it’s fine for those who prefer food and family to things of real value.

In France and Germany gifts are exchanged on Christmas Eve, while in the Netherlands the children open their presents on December 5, in celebration of St. Nicholas Day. It sounded sort of quaint until I spoke to a man named Oscar, who filled me in on a few of the details as we walked form my hotel to the Amsterdam train station.

Unlike the jolly, obese American Santa, Saint Nicholas is painfully thin and dresses not unlike the pope, topping his robes with a tall hat resembling an embroidered tea cozy. The outfit, I was told, is a carryover from his former career, when he served as the bishop of Turkey.

One doesn’t want to be too much of a cultural chauvinist, but this seemed completely wrong to me. For starters, Santa didn’t used to do anything. He’s not retired and, more important, he ahs nothing to do with Turkey. It’s too dangerous there, and the people wouldn’t appreciate him. When asked how he got from Turkey to the North Pole, Oscar told me with complete conviction that Saint Nicholas currently resides in Spain, which again is simply not true. Though he could probably live wherever he wanted, Santa chose the North Pole specifically because it is harsh and isolated. No one can spy on him, and he doesn’t have to worry bout people coming to the door. Anyone can come to the door in Spain, and in that outfit he’d most certainly be recognized. On top of that, aside from a few pleasantries, Santa doesn’t speak Spanish. “Hello. How are you? Can I get you some candy?” Fine. He knows enough to get by, but he’s not fluent and he certainly doesn’t eat tapas.

While our Santa flies in on a sled, the Dutch version arrives by boat and then transfers to a white horse. The event is televised, and great crowds gather at the waterfront to greet him. I’m not sure if there’s a set date, but he generally docks in late November and spends a few weeks hanging out and asking people what they want.

“Is it just him alone?” I asked. “Or does he come with some backup?”

Oscar’s English was close to perfect, but he seemed thrown by a term normally reserved for police reinforcement. Helpers,” I said. “Does he have any elves?” Maybe I’m overly sensitive, but I couldn’t help but feel personally insulted when Oscar denounced the very idea as grotesque and unrealistic. “Elves,” he said. “They are just so silly.”

The words silly and unrealistic were redefined when I learned that Saint Nicholas travels with what was consistently described as “six to eight black men.” I asked several Dutch people to narrow it down, but none of them could give me an exact number. It was always “six to eight,” which seems strange, seeing as they’ve had hundreds of years to get an accurate head count.

The six to eight black men were characterized as personal slaves until the mid-1950s, when the political climate changed and it was decided that instead of being slaves they were just good friends. I think history has proved that something usually comes between slavery and friendship, a period of time marked not by cookies and quiet hours beside the fire but by bloodshed and mutual hostility. They have such violence in the Netherlands, but rather than duking it out amongst themselves, Santa and his former slaves decided to take it out on the public. In the early years if a child was naughty, Saint Nicholas and the six to eight black men would beat him with what Oscar described as “the small branch of a tree, or a ‘switch’.” … “They’d kick him and beat him with a switch. Then if the youngster was really bad, they’d put him in a sack and take him back to Spain.”

“Saint Nicholas would kick you?”

“Well, not anymore,” Oscar said. “Now he just pretends to kick you.”

…What kind of a Santa spends his time pretending to kick people before stuffing them into a canvas sack? Then, of course, you’ve got the six to eight former slaves who could potentially go off at any moment. This, I think, is the greatest difference between us and the Dutch. While a certain segment of our population might be perfectly happy with the arrangement, if you told the average white American that six to eight nameless black men would be sneaking into his house in the middle of the night, he would barricade the doors and arm himself with whatever he could get his hands on.

….

While eight flying reindeer are a hard pill to swallow, our Christmas story remains relatively dull. Santa lives with his wife in a remote polar village and spends one night a year traveling around the world. If you’re bad, he leaves you coal. If you’re good and live in America, he’ll give you just about anything you want. We tell our children to be good and send them off to bed, where they lie awake, anticipating their great bounty. A Dutch parent has a decidedly hairier story to relate, telling his children, “Listen, you might want to pack a few of your things together before going to bed. The former bishop of Turkey will be coming tonight along with six to eight black men. They might put some candy in your stockings, they might stuff you into a sack and take you to Spain, or they might just pretend to kick you. We don’t know for sure, but we want you to be prepared.’

A melancholy coin purse...David Sedaris reading and signing at B&N

noreply@blogger.com (Alex P.) — Wed, 10 Nov 2010 17:14:00 +0000

The great thing about this blog is that it’s really put me in an up-for-whatever mindset when it comes to NYC—it hasn’t just forced me to plan to do something cool every week or so, it's affected my whole outlook. So when my cousin mentioned that one of our favorite authors, David Sedaris, would be reading from his new book at the Union Square Barnes & Noble, my response was an obvious Let's Go! A few months ago, even without work in the morning and in even in warmer temperatures, I might have been lazier and less willing, but this week, it was a no-brainer.

For those of you who don’t know any of Sedaris’ work, he is HILARIOUS. Most of his books are full of anecdotes from his life, all recounted in the wittiest, most sarcastic, self-deprecating, amazing writing. I have to confess I have only read two of his books thus far, but there has never been a dull moment in either one (and I have one holiday-themed book on deck for December + I’ve just purchased his new book, Squirrel Seeks Chipmunk, to start ASAP). I sort of have reading ADD, I think right now I’m in the middle of four books. Woops! I like to keep it interesting :)

Anyway, my first Sedaris book was, I think his most well-known, Me Talk Pretty One Day. It is a hilarious recounting of two major parts of his life, one being his childhood, which is particularly relevant to me because he grew up in Raleigh (near Duke) and his dad’s side of the family is Greek (like mine!). But it’s not just the personal relevance that makes it great, it’s the stories. Everyone has a bit of a wacky family, probably not nearly as crazy as Sedaris’, but you’ll love reading stories about cooky family members with weird habits and personalities. In my favorite (slash preference of the two), Dress Your Family in Corduroy and Denim, I literally laughed out loud the whole time. Just wait for Christmastime--I’ve already planned to transcribe my favorite passage from the book (about Santa Claus). But to give you an idea, I’ll try to find something indicative of his writing style and subject matter that I can type up right now. Seriously, I recommend his books: easy, entertaining reads that will make you laugh out loud.

Excerpt: So this is a piece from Me Talk Pretty One Day and it is one of those relevant-to-me stories, but I suspect that a lot of my friends are familiar with the customs described as well, so I figured I’d go for it.

“As Greeks, we had our own Easter, which was usually observed anywhere form two to four weeks after what was known in our circle as “the American version.” The reason has to do with the moon or the Orthodox calendar—something mysterious like that—though our mother always suspected it was scheduled at a later date so that the Greeks could buy their marshmallow chicks and plastic grass at drastically reduced sale prices. “The cheap sons of bitches,” she’d say. “If they had their way, we’d be celebrating Christmas in the middle of goddamn February.” …

“In the evening we had the traditional Greek meal followed by a game in which we would toast one another with blood-colored eggs. The symbolism escapes me, but the holder of the table’s one uncracked egg was supposedly rewarded with a year of good luck. I won only once. It was the year my mother died, my apartment got broken into, and I was taken to the emergency room suffering from what the attending physician diagnosed as “house-wife’s knee.””

I promise the books do nottt focus on him being Greek, he’s not even REALLY Greek…I just happened to have this passage underlined and it was easy to find and is funny (I think so anyway!). Trust me, I didn’t note any other Greeks in the massive crowd on Monday. I’m telling you. He rocks. But anyway, that’s the end of me plugging Sedaris.

The point of this post is to tell you about the reading and let you know about other great events going on at Barnes and Noble. We clearly underestimated Sedaris’ popularity, to say the least. We got there 15 minutes early, thinking we even had time to look around the store, but once we got the fourth floor, where the reading was, it was a major shock. The entire floor was PACKED. They had set up maybe 250 chairs, which were completely full, and the back half of the store consisted of crowds of people standing in between bookshelves…we were mushed in there. Of course it doesn’t really matter how close you are since you are just listening, but I would recommend getting there an hour early if you even want to consider a chair, but still no guarantees. The reading was great, hilarious of course. Sedaris read a bit from his new book, then shared some funny notes from his personal diary and answered some questions, all for about 45 minutes. Afterwards we got on line to get our books signed and have a minute with the great author. Unfortunately, even though he apparently signed for an hour and a half before the reading, there were still at least a hundred people waiting afterwards. And after almost two hours of waiting, we finally bailed. We figured it would have been about another hour and hunger pains were kicking in. So again, if getting your book signed by the author is really important to you…go early!

There are some cool author and artist events going on in the next few months at various B&Ns around the city. I'll list some of them that I thought would be interesting/fun, there’s really something for everyone…

- For the more politically inclined: The author of Game Change, a NYT bestseller on the 2008 presidential election will discuss his book and The author of the Bill Clinton biography A Complicated Man, will discuss his book (both this Friday!!)

- For sports fans: Sportscaster and former Giants kicker Pat Summerall will discuss his book about the Giants and coaches Vince Lombardi and Tom Landry

- For the musicians out there: Various musical events (like jazz, broadway songs, or tributes to certain artists—Beatles this Thurs!), with CD signing, and some actual dance performances (ballet in barnes and noble? I mean I’d like to see that…)

- For the jokesters: Steve Martin will be here later this month to discuss his recent fiction book (who knew he was an author??)

- For the pop-culture obsessed: The Kardashian sisters (Nov 30) will be discussing I guess themselves and their book…about themselves. Sounds awesome!!

There’s just so much variety…and it’s free! Definitely check out this link to see more. You can search by store or author/artist or type of event—very user-friendly. This is just another really great, different, entertaining thing to do in this awesome city. Take advantage of it!!

Happy Sedaris Reading!!

- The Wandering New Yorker

An "Intellect-Tickling" Day at the New Museum

noreply@blogger.com (Alex P.) — Thu, 04 Nov 2010 19:31:00 +0000

Finally…a real post! And a museum post! Woohoo! Actually don’t get too excited, this is probably going to be one of the few museum visits for me, at least art museums. I’m confident enough in my general intelligence to admit that I’m not really intellectual enough for contemporary and modern art. Science museums though, I’m all over that. (There is a seriously cool exhibit coming up at the AMNH this month that you will SURELY hear about) But anyway, I still enjoy the ~25% of art museums that I understand. And I was really interested in checking out the New Museum after I got a Groupon email about it. I was initially drawn to the picture of the museum’s exterior--it’s a really great piece of art in itself: a stack of different sized boxes shifted around a central axis. It’s like a modern leaning tower of Pisa! Sort of. So I went on to read the description, which said the museum "showcases intellect-tickling contemporary art from adventurous artists," and I though...Alright, I'm down with some tickling of the intellect on a Sunday afternoon.

The museum is down in the Bowery and very easy to pick out on a street with few modern buildings. As I said, a lot of the pieces were over my head, but the ones I did understand, I was totally into. So I’m going to recap what was most memorable of what my feeble engineering mind could grasp.

The ground floor has a fun little exhibit called “Voice and Wind” and is referred to as a “meditative installation”, where the artist uses venetian blinds and scent atomizers that hang from the ceiling as “sensorial stimuli infusing the installation with subtle tactile and olfactory experiences that call upon the visitor’s subjectivity as a key element in the meaning of the work.” << Kinda heavy right? Well to me it was a fun colorful maze where you can walk up to the fan devices and guess the scents coming from each one, lots of earthy aromas. Ask the guard what they are when you’re done to see how you do! We got most of ‘em :) It was fun. Interactive is ALWAYS fun. I’m not so sure what I learned though…

The exhibit I was most excited for was “Free”, which is built upon the idea of free culture, “a social movement that acknowledges the revolution the internet has caused in industries like music and print publishing, and argues that it be dealt with as an opportunity for creating, sharing and distribution of knowledge, rather than a threat.” So the artists are all exploring how people and society have changed with the expansion of the public space and how they’ve adjusted to a world where information is so easily accessible. As I’ve been looking into digital media and marketing as a career path, I’ve been learning a lot about how growth in the digital space has really affected the way the whole world works. (I’m currently reading Googled, the story of google…and it really puts the massive disruptive effect of their creations into perspective. Very cool story if you’ve got the time, but warning: there is a lot of detail in there.) So since this has been at the forefront of my intellectual and professional curiosity recently, I was pumped.

I’ll talk about my favorite piece: 19:30. I really LOVED this display, by a Yugoslavian woman who wanted to show how (and this is in the simplest terms, must check it out for the full effect), prior to the expansion of the internet into the country--which happened to occur simultaneously with the collapse of socialism--the 8:30pm (or 19:30) news was considered a “unifying social norm,” since the whole country would sit down to view the broadcast. But as the country fell apart and internet access allowed people to get their news at any time, this unifying event disappeared. Then in the ‘90s, electronic dance music came into popularity and young people would gather in these huge groups to basically get down and rave. The message of the piece is that: when information can be accessed at any time, the nightly news loses its power to unite a large group, but a live event like a rave, can still bring large groups together. To show this, the artist has a projection of two parallel screens, the left showing news broadcasts and the right showing videos of Yugoslavians dancing and raving, with perfectly coordinated typical “news music” combined with techno-electronica music in the background. I recorded a short clip of the action to give you an idea (and introduce some video into the blog), but it really does not do the display justice. I came back twice to listen to techno and watch the globes rotating and news broadcasters at the same time as crazy raving with smoke and lasers. The music really fit perfectly and I thought the message was pretty cool. Access to the internet completely changed routine.

The main exhibit right now, which takes up 3 floors of the museum, is the “Last Newspaper” which explores the "ways artists approach the news and respond to the stories and images that command the headlines." This is a pretty broad concept so there were a lot of different types of pieces in the exhibit.

One of the more memorable pieces, “Eulogies to One and Another” compares the news coverage of two coworkers involved in a car bombing in Iraq. An American woman and Iraqi man who worked with a non-profit in Iraq, both died in the car bombing, but received very different levels of remembrance in the press. These two pictures show the same news articles, the first set of frames highlights all of the news surrounding the deaths, but the second set highlights only the statements about to the Iraqi man killed in the bombing. You can see that the frames are almost empty in this set. Pretty sad. I mean there is something to say about the fact that American and UK news sources would be more interested in the death of an American than an Iraqi, but the difference in degree of mention of the American and Iraqi in all of the news articles is pretty drastic. It was just kind of a “wow” moment. Click the pics to enlarge and get a better idea.

Also there was a particularly disturbing display, of which you will not get the full effect if you don’t read the description. On first glance you see about 8 newspaper covers with pictures of Saddam Hussein with statements that chronicle his downfall, all covered with splatters of glitter. So I’m thinking ok…this is some sort of “I hate Sadaam” display…covering his face with paint, that happens to have glitter in it? As I was standing there eyeing the papers, searching deep inside my head for something really intellectual, my museum buddy goes “OH GROSS” and tells me I have to read the description. It’s jizz, people. Yea, semen. The artist has ejaculated onto the newspapers and then sprinkled them with glitter to show his "response to the hysterical headlines and comment on the brutally transient nature of celebrity." ...I don't know what to say...way to really stick it to Saddam, buddy...?

So if all of the intellectual art has drained you, once you're done you can kick up your blood-sugar levels with a delicious Birdbath by City Bakery chocolate chip cookie and a coffee! Everyone knows it’s tiring to walk around a museum all day, so a cookie and a coffee and a little bit of rest for your feet is a perfect end to a great day. That cookie was clutch. (Somehow even when the post/activity has nothing to do with food I manage to find a way to bring it in haha…)

There is SO much in this museum that I didn’t even begin to touch on. Check the “Pics from my Trips” on the sidebar to the right to see some more pictures from my visit. And I definitely recommend the New Museum if you want an intellectual afternoon complete with some eye-opening moments (and a cookie on top).

- The Wandering New Yorker

Halloween pictures to to distract you from my negligence!

noreply@blogger.com (Alex P.) — Mon, 01 Nov 2010 19:37:00 +0000

I have to seriously apologize for my lack in posts in the last 10 days. As they say, finding a job is a full time job, and when you throw Halloween preparations into the picture, the days get so full it's hard to find time to sit and concentrate on a post. So...yea it's still not ready (it's coming!) but I thought I would distract/entertain you with some pictures of my Halloween arts and crafts creations...Enjoy :)

^^ I carved this baby free hand (which you can prob tell from the asymmetry). Isn't it scary? You can find it on a third floor fire escape on 2nd ave between 34th and 35th street (if it hasn't been tossed yet).

Down here is my Halloween costume. Sandy is Uncle Pennybags (aka the Monopoly Guy) in jail and I'm the Community Chest GET OUT OF JAIL FREE card. Aren't we cute? :D I'm really into home-made costumes and also being inanimate objects (last year I was a Duff Beer and Sandy was Duff-Man -- ilovethesimpsons). Click the pics to see my masterpieces in more detail.

Here's what went into these badboys:

1. Trip to target to purchase everything they have in mustard yellow (turns out they have a lot, I was deciding between a nice little cardigan and this tee shirt)

2. Mixing fingerpaint colors to get mustard yellow. (For some reason I thought I would get mustard by mixing yellow and green. That was a mistake and took a lot of yellow to correct!)

3. Cutting out poster board and paint with a sponge because I had no paintbrush.

4. Spending several hours copying a community chest card and in jail space onto giant sized posterboard. Yep I drew that all freehand slash with a ruler. Not super easy, esp since I'm no artist haha. My roommate can attest to the fact that it involved a lot of erasing pencil lines until it was acceptable. Also she colored in the black on the community chest and the orange on the 'in jail' piece to give me a break. Thanks Er!

5. Finishing touches like fastening and wearing monopoly pieces as jewelry :) Oh and this heinous color on my fingernails...I have to remember to take this off ASAP.

6. Sandy spending 15 mins in Rickys to get a prisoner jumpsuit, hat and 'stache (that lasted about 10 mins and was ripped off shortly after this photo).

7. Special thanks to my grandma for lending me one of her canes for Uncle Pennybags :) Good thing she has like ten of them...

Anyway, hope that was entertaining enough to redeem myself for being negligent to the blog. I promise the New Museum post will come soon, hopefully before they change the exhibits!!

Hope everyone had a great Halloween!!!! I did!

BOO

- The Wandering New Yorker

Follow the Wandering New Yorker on Twitter!

noreply@blogger.com (Alex P.) — Wed, 20 Oct 2010 17:08:00 +0000

This blog officially has a mind of its own! I've made a twitter page dedicated solely to the life of the Wandering New Yorker (not alex P).

Find it here: @WanderingNYer.

Don't be thrown off by the new color scheme, I'm experimenting with some new looks, still trying to find my identity.

Check the new twitter page for live updates on where I'm exploring to get a taste of what's to come, and of course, to find out when new posts are published.

If you have any comments or questions, feel free to email me at WanderingNYer@gmail.com.

Enjoy!

No cuts no buts no coconuts! Long Lines and Good Food at the Grub Street Food Fest

noreply@blogger.com (Alex P.) — Tue, 19 Oct 2010 16:58:00 +0000

So this isn’t really a full on post, more like a recap of some of the flavors of the day last Saturday. We did get some yummy tastes in, but I really wish someone had told me that places would already be out of food and shut down by 2pm. It would have been wise to get there around noon…not that I think I would have been able to get up much earlier…Friday night was a late one! :D

So first of all, that place was crazaaaaay! I mean did it really have to be packed into that little space? There were so many people it was almost impossible to move forward...or sideways...or backward without getting aggressive. It was really difficult to maneuver and get to the tables you wanted to be at, partially b/c some hotspots, obviously Luke's included, had long lines that spanned 3+ stations. These places were the ones that were worth it though, and there was at least a fun sense of camaraderie with the other people who were waiting on line with you…you would all chuckle together when some naïve newcomer would ask to get by so they could get to the table, to which you responded, with a smile, “Haha no sorry. The end of the line is actually wayyyy back there.” And then turn to the person behind you and say, “Sucks for them!” *chuckle chuckle chuckle*

We wanted to hit Luke’s first to ensure we had something delicious to start. The line was ridiccccculous, but luckily the team was moving pretty quickly and on the way was one of the spots I wanted to hit anyway: Cascabel. One chicken taco please. Mmm! So good. I’m usually not a fan of soft-shell tacos--I know I know, the real way is soft shells, but I really like to get some crunch in all my foods…I am a major proponent of potato chips in sandwiches, try it. SO good. (Also, you know that scene in Breakfast Club when the weird girl makes a sandwich out of bread, some cereal (possibly Cap’n Crunch) and sugar, and then bites into it and it makes this huge *crunch* sound? Yea I think I might be the only person who thought that looked REALLY appealing.) Anyway, even though I like a little crunch in my taco, these babies were really good, especially with some hot diablo sauce. In fact, before we left we stopped by again for some pork tacos…these were even better than the chicken. As we discussed in the moment, isn’t pork ALWAYS better than chicken? Yes. Which was followed up with, well unless it is really fatty or dry. (So no, not really, but also yes.)

Back to Luke’s…I decided it was finally time to try the crab roll. Oh. Em. Gee. It was really freakin’ good. I know the lobster roll is supposed to be the highlight, but the crab roll is really SO good. I definitely recommend it. I have totally been converted. Not sure I’ll ever go back. Just look at this picture--seriously, you want to click and zoom in on this thing. Look at it. Ahhhhhhhh. I just want it all the time!

Anyway, so maybe it was not a wise choice to wait on the Luke’s line first because by the time we were done there, a lot of places were closing down! It was so depressing. Georgia’s Eastside BBQ looked like it had been closed for a while…and just as we were walking up to La Sonrisa they were taking down the sign. So we abandoned empanadas (I know…it’s really really sad…I must have said “I really wanted an empanada” and frowned like 6 times before I just accepted it) So we decided we would get on the really-slowly-moving line for a Pies ‘n Thighs chicken biscuit to round out the afternoon and leave happy. When we were about 8 people from the stand, the unthinkable happens…THIS:

They are OUT of chicken biscuits. Nooooooooooooooo. After deliberating whether to get off the line or wait to try to biscuits with cream cheese and hot pepper jelly, we decided to stay…except hot pepper jelly does not appeal to me so I just had store bought cream cheese on a cold, soggy biscuit. Disappointing. (This is when the second taco stop happened). I guess I’m just gonna have to trek down to Brooklyn to get the full Pies ‘N Thighs experience. And don’t worry, I’ll tell you alllll about it when I do.

I hope some of you were able to get out to the Food Festival, hopefully earlier than me, and try some goodies. The spots I missed are now on my list of places to go and hopefully I will get my empanada, chicken biscuit, bbq, and blondie soon enough.

- The Wandering New Yorker

Grub Street Food Festival This Saturday!

noreply@blogger.com (Alex P.) — Fri, 15 Oct 2010 16:47:00 +0000

Another great event is going down tomorrow (Saturday) and trust me, you don't wanna miss it!

NY Mag's Grub Street is partnering up with the Hester Street Fair to put together a giant food fest with some delicious vendors. Grub Street has put together a list of their favorite food vendors to come together for this street festival, so you know it's gonna be amazing. And guess who's gonna be there? Our favorite: Luke's Lobster!!

Booths I'm dying to try (after I get my lobster roll):

- Georgia's Eastside BBQ - I just don't eat enough pulled pork anymore

- Pies 'n Thighs - mm fried chicken...AND pie? Dunno if I'll be able to handle both...

- Cascabel / La Sonrisa - I just can't decide! I can never say no to tacos OR empanadas. ayyyy

- Hot Blondies - gotta have dessert :) How good do THESE look???

Of course I'm not sure I can handle all that food in one afternoon (it's not completely impossible), butttt I'm hoping to bring along some backup to help me sample as many flavors as possible (now taking volunteers!). And if I see something that looks too appealing to pass up, I'll have to divert my focus. Gotta give everyone a fair chance at getting some Mmms and Ooos. Ah I can't wait!!! I will definitely be hitting the gym today in preparation for tomorrow's events...gotta keep up my strength ya know?

For a full list of vendors Click Here (nymag) or Here (hester st). Let me know if you see one that I just HAVE to try. Also check out Grub Street's recommendations of what to taste at each vendor Here. I am seriously salivating now. Beware hungry readers...

Here are the Deets:
Saturday October 16th (one day only!!)
10am-6pm
@ the intersection of Hector and Essex, Lower East Side

Hope to see you there!!!

- The Wandering New Yorker

Triple Sweet Afternoon at The Chelsea Market

noreply@blogger.com (Alex P.) — Wed, 13 Oct 2010 14:48:00 +0000

Ladies and gentlemen…I have found my heaven. It involves, surprise surprise, lots and lots of food. I can’t believe I didn’t know about the Chelsea Market until now. This place is amazing--and I only touched on a few of the vendors. Who knows what other deliciousness is waiting for me there?? You can be sure that this isn’t the last you’ll be hearing about it on this blog.

Chelsea spans roughly from
14th-34th, bet the Hudson and
5th ave/Bdwy; Sandwiched between
Hell's Kitchen & West Village
(click to enlarge)

The Chelsea Market is located in West Chelsea, between 9^th and 10^th avenues, spanning 15^th to 16^th street, in what used to be a part of the National Biscuit Company complex, built in the 1890s. Apparently they made some of our favorite snacks there, including Oreos, Fig Newtons, Mallomars, Barnum’s Animal Crackers, and Saltines. In 1959, National Buscuit’s main production site was in New Jersey (lame) so they sold their buildings at this site, and they changed hands until sometime in the 1990s when the ground floor was turned into the windy road of food stores and eateries that it is today. There are some really cool elements from the original building, including this faux waterfall that attracts lots of kids, coins and me. There’s more cool historical tidbits about the location on the Chelsea Market site, click here.

First impressions: Walking into this place was just so exciting. It was booming with noise and other eager eaters, it was seasonally decorated with tons of fun Halloween paraphernalia (I LOVE Halloween decorations). Ignoring the Anthropologie store right near the 9^th ave entrance, you walk into this cool, underground warehouse type vibe and are surrounded by a huge variety of sweet shops, markets, restaurants and more. Like I said…heaven. Basically, after this trip I made two immediate decisions: 1) On my “Important things to consider when looking for new apartment” List, I have added “Proximity to Chelsea Market” 2) I now need to start a “Important things to consider when looking for new apartment” List…so I can make sure to add stuff like this, and of course "Close to a wine store," but that’s sort of assumed. It's basically on par with functioning shower and sink. You know...the basics.

MmmmmNOPE.

So anyway, here’s how my trip to heaven came to be…I was initially drawn to the market by a Time Out NY review of the RonnyBrook Milk Bar. Let me tell you, they made this place sound great…pointing out a fab deal of $3.50 for two “freshly baked cookies” and a glass of milk. They’ve got flavored milk, milkshakes, ice cream, cookies, the works. It was really promising! So of course I asked to try this great deal, with some cold skim milk, a chocolate chip cookie and a white choc chip cookie. Doesn’t that look really good?

Well it’s not. It’s hard to say what the most disappointing part of the Milk Bar experience was because everything honestly just missed the mark. The first sign of disaster was that the milk was room temperature. Now I am super weird about milk…I need it to be really really cold, so I almost always drink it on ice. And I recognize that this is not normal. But even my normal milk-temperature-drinking companion was pretty grossed out. Needless to say, we requested a cup of ice. I’m not sure how a milk bar can get this wrong, but they definitely did. Next sign: the cookies were legitimately ice cold. When the employee told me she’d have to go into the back to get more choc chip cookies, I was hoping that meant there were some coming out of the oven, but I’m pretty sure she got it from the refridgerator. Ugh. So disappointing! So we asked if she could zap them in the microwave. She was incredibly friendly and helpful, I'll give them that, but it gets worse. The cookies had an interesting smoky taste to them--do you like smoky cookies? No. Because smokiness is not a cookie characteristic. This means they are burned. In addition to the light charring on the bottom, they seemed to be sprinkled with leftover chips of tin foil. UGH. You're not supposed to feed people tin foil. It's not like we didn't still eat the cookies...I mean they werrrre cookies after all, but it just wasn't anywhere near what we thought we'd be getting. Maybe my experience was an anomaly and it was just because it was late-ish in the day and we got a bad batch of cookies or something, but I'm not really willing to try it again. Booooo milk bar.

Moving Forward...I was actually not planning on sampling multiple stations in the Chelsea Market, but after that disappointing first taste, I felt like I needed something else, and then having only two flavors to talk about just didn’t seem like enough, so I stopped at a third shop to round it out. And after the Milk Bar, my taste buds definitely got a lot happier!

Enter L’Arte del Gelato. The milk bar is pretty close to the 9^th ave entrance so we decided to go all the way to the end of the market before landing on our next stop. It just so happened this place was the last stand and was very appealing, so we went for it. We got half dolce di latte and half vanilla bean (I know vanilla is not that exciting, but I figured if the vanilla was delicious, I could say with confidence that the rest of the flavors must be delicious as well!) This gelato was AMAZING. I can’t say it’s the best gelato in the city or anything nearly that bold only because I haven’t had much gelato in the city, or anywhere outside of my adventures in Firenze (averaging about 2.5 gelatos a day for the duration of my stay). But I can say that this gelato was damn good. Super creamy and flavorful…it definitely merits a second visit. Checkout their other locations too: Lincoln Center Plaza (in the summer months) and West Village (7th ave & Barrow st).

Onward! Our final stop was actually one of the first places we spied and I just couldn’t resist it. Eleni’s Bakery. It was so big and bright and colorful, I just couldn’t help but peer in the window. Also Eleni is a Greek name so I felt like I had to go in. Gotta support the brethren! (Or whatever the “sister” form of this word is. You get the point). Also I don't even know if Eleni is Greek...or a real person...I can't seem to find anything on her. Anyway, so it was an easy decision that this would be the third taste of the evening. The specialties appear to be sugar cookies and cupcakes, so we got one of each. To my fellow Dukies, picture Mad Hatters cookies (my FAV Durham treat): fun, seasonally decorated simple cookies. Eleni’s was just perfect, exactly what I wanted. As for the cupcakes, she has a lot of vanilla and chocolate cupcakes with colorful buttercream frosting, red velvet, and some supercool, very appealing flavors like Oreo Madness and something (pictured over there <<<) topped with chopped walnuts, but the real star was the Pumpkin Cupcake!! IT WAS SO GOOD. Even hours later, which is actually when I ate it, the cake was super moist and, although I would have expected a cream cheese frosting, the vanilla buttercream was perfect. I usually try to stay away from buttercream because it is too sweet for me. It itches the roof of my mouth—another thing people tell me is weird, but it’s totally true! But anyway, this buttercream was really nice and fluffy and not too sweet. I’m in love. The pumpkin flavor is obviously seasonal so get out there and get your cupcake soon! Unfortunately Eleni’s only other spot is way up on 91^st street and Madison, but they do take large orders online and a lot of food stores (like Dean and Deluca, Zabar’s, Amish Market, etc.) sell her goodies. I’m sure I’ll be returning to the Chelsea Market soon enough and will certainly stock up on some of her yum cupcakes and cookies. It definitely feels more like they are made with love than those mass-produced cupcakes you find all around the city. And they are actually NORMAL sized cupcakes! In the age of giant Crumbs cupcakes and an obesity epidemic, it’s nice to have a cupcake that you can actually pick up with your hands...and that also happens to be delish. You've gotta try these!

I really urge you to make your way over to the Chelsea Market and try some of these treats for yourselves (except probably the milk and cookies) and explore some of the other great vendors/restaurants they have in there. The Green Table, a sustainable/organic/farm-to-table restaurant looked nice and yum. I will definitely be giving that one a try sometime soon…maybe with some gelato or a cupcake for dessert. :D Happy drooling!

- The Wandering New Yorker

Nigerian Independence Day

noreply@blogger.com (Alex P.) — Mon, 11 Oct 2010 15:40:00 +0000

The Nigerian Independence Day celebration was a blast. It was definitely a scene. We caught the end of the parade, which included floats packed over capacity with dancing Nigerians...in addition to those dancing in the street. It was great! Huge turn out! I tried to take a pic to show how many people were there, but I just couldn’t get everyone. Here’s the best I could do. Everyone was decked in the country's colors: green and yellow or in more authentic garb. Who knew there were so many Nigerians in NYC? It's cool to think about how so many different countries celebrate their Independence Days in the city. And it's nice to partake in the multicultural events. I mean, if nothing else, there is always delicious ethnic food to be tasted. Onto that...

Suya

Corn, plantains, whole fish!

As promised, I hit up the All Things Roasted vendor and had some seriously delicious chicken. I mean seriously...delicious. We must have really been enjoying ourselves, letting out mms and oos and licking our fingers, because a random girl, who had nothing to do with the food vendor, came up to us and asked "You like our chicken?" Hell yea I do. This particular chicken was brined overnight (no kidding around at this booth), grilled and seasoned with secret Nigerian spices. I tried to get more details, but no dice. I couldn’t even begin to guess what spices were in it, but it was definitely hot hot hot! After we devoured the chicken, we moved onto the suya…which earlier I described as West African shish kebab, but I’d say it’s closer to a satay. Really, though, it’s just suya! I mean meat on a stick has its own name in every culture, but it's not the fact that it's on a stick that makes it delicious, it's the meat that is delicious. So onto suya...this was sliced beef on a stick cooked on the grill as you can see in the pic, and again topped with those great spices. Somehow this was even hotter than the chicken, but so good! We took our suya to go (and finished it, I promise!) and walked around a bit more, checking out the cool tees and random circles of people dancing. It was a great vibe and a great time.

Thanks to the All Things Roasted chefs for waking up my taste buds this Saturday! Any idea where we can get delicious Nigerian food in the city? Or do we have to wait til next year's festival? Hope not!

Craving that chicken...

- The Wandering New Yorker

Something to do this Saturday! One Day Only Street Festival

noreply@blogger.com (Alex P.) — Fri, 08 Oct 2010 19:30:00 +0000

Nigerian Independence Day Street Festival

I want to make sure to write about things that everyone can go checkout for themselves after reading, but sometimes there are cool things going on only once a year and I don’t want to tell you about it after the fact…so here’s a pre-post on one of the things I’m doing this weekend: Nigerian Independence Day Street Festival!

Flag of Nigeria

I’ll be posting some more about it after the fact, but I wanted to let you know about it now so you can enjoy it as well.

Nigerian Independence Day is on October 1^st and celebrates the country’s independence from the United Kingdom in 1960. Doesn't it seem like every country has had to win their independence from the Brits at some point? Greedy! Anyway, woohoo for Nigeria!

In celebration, this Saturday October 9^th, there will be a parade and street festival. Now I’m not a big parades girl, but if you are…the parade starts at 11am and will be on 2^nd ave from 54^th to 44^th streets. I am, however, a big street festival girl, so I will be hitting that up, at the Dag Hammarskjold Plaza (what?) on 47^th bet 1^st and 2^nd aves from 10am-6pm. Since I am more than anything else, a big delicious-food-eating-girl, I will most likely be lingering around the “All Things Roasted” booth, where they’ll be selling some yummy Nigerian treats. Check out the flyer below (note: suya is a West African version of shish kebab. mm!).

Click to Enlarge

Of course I wouldn't let you go without some fun facts about the country (thanks to our friends at Wikipedia):

- Nigeria is located in West Africa, sharing its borders with the Republic of Benin on the west, Chad and Cameroon on the east, and Niger to the north

- Nigeria is the most populous country in Africa and the 8^th most populous country in the world

- Although the official language of Nigeria is English, there are over 500 documented languages spoken throughout the country (whoa!)

- For more fun facts, checkout the Facts Page of the Organization for the Advancement of Nigerians website

Alright so you'll know where I'll be. I'm super pumped because I don't really know what to expect, but I know there's going to be tons of food and clothing for sale and lots of entertainment. Maybe some dancing? (maybe I'll just be dancing, you don't wanna miss that!). Hope to see some of you there! More photos to come post-event.

HAVE A GOOD WEEKEND

- The Wandering New Yorker

Hands off my $25 shoes!: My Trip to Vintage Thrift

noreply@blogger.com (Alex P.) — Tue, 05 Oct 2010 17:30:00 +0000

I was determined to make Vintage Thrift my next post. I tried to go on Thursday, then again on Friday, and finally succeeded on Sunday. The shop (@ 3^rd ave bet 22^nd and 23^rd) is actually a nonprofit, benefitting the United Jewish Council of the East Side, and that’s why they were closed Thurs. and Fri.--apparently it was Simchat Torah (not sure what that is, but it was marked on the calendar on the store’s door). So you’ve got to remember this when you are thinking of stopping by. Also they close at dusk on Fridays and are closed every Saturday for the Sabbath, plus all Jewish holidays. You can find the schedule on their website or get updates on their twitter page. Ok, just had to get that info out of the way. Now onto the shop...

First Impressions: This really is a place to shop. It’s not a costume store like the thrift shops I’m used to in good old Durham (Thrift World anybody? Best place to find tailgate outfits!). It also isn’t one of those “vintage” shops where they seem to have forgotten that thrift shops generally discount couture items from their original prices. Vintage Thrift is just a great place to find fairly priced items that you want or need or don’t even know that you want or need! They sell (men’s and women’s) clothes, shoes, jewelry, kitchenware, paintings, books, music, random trinkets and who knows what else you’ll find if you look hard enough.

Part of the challenge is really keeping your eyes open, especially in this particular shop. It is a bit small and densely packed so it’s easy to miss something you might love if it’s surrounded by a bunch of old wicker baskets that you’re not really interested in. Keep an open mind and really fish through everything. It definitely took me a few rounds in the store before I made my great finds.

Some Highlights

L: 58th St, R: Central Park

Postcards: Perfect example. Right when you walk in there is a table with mostly (not very cute) shoes so I just walked past, but on my 3rd round I saw a box filled with old postcards, ranging from photos of foreign cities to famous artwork to random designs. Great decorative potential! I found two great photo postcards of Central Park and the 58th St Plaza (hello Apple store) in the 1800s. LOVE them. I really love old NYC pics. It’s kinda crazy to think that the city actually existed back then, with big-ish buildings, but also horse-drawn carriages (that weren’t surrounded by protestors holding signs of dead horses). Anyway, this box is packed tight tight so you really have to commit yourself to looking through it. I was at it for about a half hour before I just had to stop. I prob would have stuck it out a bit longer had I not been bent over at a 90 degree angle, with my ass actually being the first thing people were seeing when they walked into the store. Not for sale.

Check the full album for more pics!

Shoes: While I was entranced by postcard sifting, some girl actually tried to nab my Stuart Weitzmans and I had to fend her off. She was definitely disappointed/scared of me, but I wasn’t about to let these go…look at how cute they are! 25 dollars friends. All mine :)

I’m pretty sure they are going to kill my feet (prob cuz they are a half size too small, but I mean..leather stretches right?) I just won't wear them dancing. And if they don’t work out I’ll pass them off to one of my deserving friends. Who’s a size 8? Get in line, ladies.

This is definitely one of the larger thrift shop shoe selections that I’ve seen. No name stuff, along with Jimmy Choos and Manolos, etc. Mostly small sizes, though, like 7’s boooo. This is common for thrift stores and I never understood why. Are women’s feet getting bigger as time has gone on? I looked it up. According to one article, women’s feet are growing and apparently it’s tied to the obesity epidemic slash the fact that we are taller and bigger people in general. And apparently eating pizza and other “high-density processed foods” when you are in puberty makes your feet grow larger. I don’t really get it, but I mean…I definitely ate lots of pizza and have kind of big feet. Well worth it if you ask me!

Trinkets: This store is a great place to find fun decorative pieces or trinkets. I’m always looking for unique little things that might be cool to give as gifts (recently as Xmas gifts) and I found something great for my dad. The backstory on this gift is not worth recounting, but it involves my dad getting too excited by little opera glasses and binoculars at the US Open. Clearly it stuck with me because when I saw these old binoculars, they instantly reminded me of him and I thought they’d look great on the mantle in his office aka his man cave. Semi-retired men love decorating their offices with random crap (I mean treasures). :D So dad I guess now you know what you’re getting for Christmas, but I couldn’t sacrifice the post for the sake of surprise. And more importantly, remember when I was going into 6^th grade and you and the mother bought me a Nintendo 64 for my birthday (AUGUST) and wouldn’t let me have it until Christmas (DECEMBER) for actually no good reason at all? Well here’s your payback. Feel my pain! Check them out.

I looked up the name on the binoculars case and actually found some interesting stuff. Jeff Ehrlich founded an “optical goods, cutlery and jewelry” shop at 3 Astor House around 1863. I guess the business was passed down to his sons and they renamed it. There was a bit more, but basically my research tells me these are pretty old. Nice. Merry Christmas Ba!

Jewelry and Clothing: Definitely hit or miss and for sure requires some digging. I was actually trying to look at more clothing but there was this older man who was searching the dresses section while carrying around some purple velvet pants and I was just so confused I couldn’t focus. I’m gonna say he was shopping for his wife. Or maybe he’s actually that guy from the UES who jogs in women’s lingerie. I love this city. Also what is with the sexually ambiguous people I keep running into on these adventures?

Anyway, that’s that. Definitely worth checking out and also somewhere I plan to return. I meant to ask how often they get new items, but my guess is it’s just as often as people bring stuff in. I’m thinking to separate visits by a month at a time. Although if you wanna check it out and need a friend I’d be happy to return sooner! Happy thrifting!

Look out for the cool window displays.
All pieces are up for silent auction

- The Wandering New Yorker

A "Tail" of Two Lobster Rolls: Red Hook vs. Luke's Lobster Roll-Off

noreply@blogger.com (Alex P.) — Tue, 28 Sep 2010 15:28:00 +0000

This post focuses on one of my great loves: food. I knew I wanted to write about something delicious, but wanted it to be more than just a restaurant review, so to spice things up I had a little competition. Since this summer has been all about the lobster rolls in NYC I thought I would revisit a fav of mine and try out a new spot that I’ve read a lot about. And so the Luke’s Lobster vs. Red Hook Lobster Pound “Lobster Roll-Off” was conceived.

Red Hook Lobster Pound is located in Red Hook, Brooklyn and Luke’s is in the East Village (they also have a UES location that I haven’t been to yet). Each makes its lobster rolls a bit differently, the former with paprika and scallions (@ $15 w/ chips) and the latter with some “secret spices” (@ $16 w/ chips & drink), but one thing that is consistent with both is that the lobsters, as well as the owners, are shipped in fresh from Maine (well the RH owners’ family is from Maine, but it counts!).

Geography Lesson: Red Hook is in NW Brooklyn, very close to the FiDi (see map). Some fun facts: the area is named for the red clay soil (that I’m assuming is somewhere?) and the point of land projecting into the East River. Get it? Looks like a hook? It is also the only part of NYC that has a frontal view of the Statue of Liberty, since it looks toward France. Good to know.

So the first stop of the day was Red Hook Lobster (actually the first stop was Ikea, where I learned that they no longer have ball pits in the day care area. Very upsetting. Did anyone else spend most of their childhood in the Ikea ball pit? Cuz I did. And it rocked.) Had I not gone to Ikea first, I would have taken the F down to Red Hook. That’s really the best way to get there except for the water taxi, which works also, but first you have to get over to the pier, so it’s your choice. Either way it’s a 20 min walk from wherever you get off to RH Lobster. Basically the location of this place is, to put it kindly, in the BOONIES. It’s not so much the walk that sucked, but that it was a walk through an area that showed little sign of life, minus some overfed squirrels (must be all that organic and free-range food scraps they get to eat). The whole place was just eerie. It reminded me of one of those intro scenes in a sci-fi movie where you don’t know what’s wrong, but you know there’s something, most likely aliens, because it’s just a little TOO quiet. Very Andromeda Strain-esque…

Anyway…Red Hook Lobster. We walked in just in time for some lobster fishing! They’ve got two big tanks of live lobsters in the store front, which I thought was really cool. And they have a giant lobster-themed room next door with picnic tables so you can sit and enjoy your roll. Check out the pics in the slideshow to get the full effect of the décor. I definitely enjoyed the lobster roll, but I think the general creepiness of the whole experience put a damper on it. Here’s my summary.

What I liked: 1) Live lobster tanks…this lobster is really fresh! 2) Seating area w/ fun decorations to look at while you munch and plenty of space to sit. 3) RH’s lobster rolls are garnished with chopped scallions. Scallions add great flavor and provide a nice little crunch, which I really loved.

What I didn’t like: 1) The area was just too creepytown for me, the street we were on was the only place that had any action: a laundromat and a dive bar. 2) Way too hard to get to, it seems like everyone around there must drive? Luckily there are some other spots where you can find these rolls, like the Brooklyn Flea and Brooklyn Ice Cream Factory. 3) RH’s lobster rolls are covered in paprika, a spice that I like, but not nearly that much of it right on top of my food. It was just a little too much and took away from the actual lobster flavor.

DETOUR! Post lobster roll #1 we had to make a pit stop, but RH Lobster had no bathrooms so we went to the bar down the block. It was a bit of a lucky sidestep because I discovered this great Japanese beer called Hitachino Nest White Ale. It is light, with a bit of citrus, but nothing as strong as corona or blue moon (I’m really not a fan of those). Perfect for a hot afternoon. This was a charming little spot, but I realized it was time to go once my personal space was invaded by a man carrying around an infant and his giant friend who had waist-length dreadlocks that kept grazing my leg. Gross. Onward.

The fun didn’t stop once we made it to the subway, tho. We were really confused down there, which was us being tired and stupid, but there really wasn’t much signage on the platform! Luckily a, I’m gonna say transsexual, who was not an MTA-worker and was lingering around the station, guided us to where we needed to be. Thanks ma’am/man! Then the train wasn’t running on its normal line which confused us again. Fab. Red Hook just really does not want me to come back.

Once we finally made it to Luke’s Lobster all was right in the world. The neighborhood was booming with people and there wasn’t too long of a line in the shop. We got our roll and walked over to the park to sit and eat outside. Now although I am clearly a Luke’s fan, I’m going to try to muster up some pros as well as cons. Onto those…

What I like: 1) The lobster! There’s just something about it…maybe they just keep it really cold, but whenever I bite into it I think to myself “this tastes so fresh!” It can really stand alone. 2) The bread was a perfect balance of crispy and soft. Way to go! 3) Luke’s uses these great roll holders that are open on one end so you can cleanly munch away. Anyone who knows me knows I don’t like getting food all over my hands. 4) It’s in a great location. Walking distance from my apt (~25 blocks), close to public transport, surrounded by other great spots.

What I don’t like: 1) No seating!! The space is pretty tiny, with minimal seating, and when you’re waiting for your order you generally get crammed in the corner by the chips, where you are inevitably in some chip-chooser’s way. BUT, there is a great park just one block away on 7^th bet Ave A and B and it provides a perfect outdoor lobster roll-enjoying environment…plus, real estate in NY is expensive, so I won’t hold it against you Luke’s. J 2) Although the UES location delivers, the EV location doesn’t! What’s up with that? We need our lobster fill down here too. I hope that’s soon to come.

The fact is, both of these lobster rolls were delicious, but the win for me would have to be Luke’s. It’s not just about the lobster, it’s about the experience too!

Mmmmm all done!

No keys for this girl. Hell's Kitchen Flea Market!

noreply@blogger.com (Alex P.) — Wed, 22 Sep 2010 15:40:00 +0000

For my inaugural NYC exploration post I decided to go with something a little off of my beaten path, but not too obscure: the Hell’s Kitchen Flea Market. It’s not like those traveling markets with look-a-like jewelry and shish kebab stands. This market is always in the same place and is full of unique jewelry, tons of random knick knacks, leather goods and fur coats, ethnic goods, antique cameras, records, trunks, and who knows what else can be found. Technically the Hell’s Kitchen Flea Market refers to 3 different markets: the major one is the Hell’s Kitchen Flea, all outdoor, tons of vendors, but you can wander downtown a bit and hit up the Antiques Garage, an indoor market, and then finally the West 25^th Street Market, which mostly resembled a junkyard, both looking and smelling. I definitely went for too much on day one. I can’t say I really got the full Antiques Garage experience since my feet were yelling at me from the second I walked in—as promised, I walked over to the HKFM and all the way down to 25^th (and back!). So I’m just going to focus on the HKFM.

A little history and geography:

The original market was started in 1976, with only 11 vendors, in a lot in Chelsea. It was around for 30 years, known as The Annex Antiques Fair & Flea Market, but in 2006, an apartment building displaced the market and the owner decided to break it up into three pieces. The Antiques Garage and West 25^th Street Market were moved to 25^th street between Broadway and 7^th avenues, but the big outdoor market was moved up into Hell’s Kitchen, now residing on 39^th between 9^th and 10^th avenues. Now onto the geography lesson. For those of you who don’t know where Hell’s Kitchen actually begins and ends (I didn’t), here is a little map. The area goes from (roughly) 34^th-57^th starting at 8^th avenue and reaching all the way to the river. It is north of Chelsea and south of, in the most general sense, the Upper West Side. There are some other opinions on where the actual boundaries are and of course there is overlap when you bring in Midtown West and Clinton, but we’ll just focus on the HK we find on Wikipedia. There is also no agreed upon etymology of the name Hell’s Kitchen, which is unfortunate, because I’m really into that stuff. But anyway, onto the day!

You’ll know you’ve arrived when you see the giant blow up devil boy, complete with triton, who welcomes you at the entrance. Does anyone know where this comes from?? He’s cute and scary at the same time.

At first there only look to be a few vendors nicely arrange in a straight line, but once you really get in there you realize there are tons of tables arranged with no logical path to stick to (think first scene in Aladdin, but fewer swords and no food). So just go at it! There is definitely a lot of junk to sift through and lots of copycat stuff, but some really fun tables. My favorites are the knick knacks—one of the first booths you see when you enter the main area had a pretty wooden square with a star protruding from the middle of it, which I thought would be great to hang up for decoration…and it got even better when the vendor explained to me that it was used as a mold to make star shaped Christmas ornaments. I’m sorta mad I didn’t get it, but it was so early in my journey I wanted to see more before buying anything. (Maybe it’ll still be there next weekend…)

Haggling efforts thwarted:

One vendor had boxes of hundreds of old keys and I thought hmm…wouldn’t it be cool to fill a decorative bowl with antique keys instead of fake rocks from Pier 1? It was genius. So the keys were listed as $5 each—ridiculous right? I think this is just a starting point for haggling. So I am feeling pretty confident I’ll get this guy down, I spend a few minutes picking out the 10 keys that I want and I hold them out to him and say “how about 5 dollars for all these keys?” (that’s 50cents a key). He literally laughs in my face. “not in a million years.” (Ok, so that was a low offer, it’s just part of the game). So I up it to $1 per key thinking it would be a fair deal, or maybe I’d go to $1.50/key and pay $15 for the 10 keys. Well, I might as well have called his mother a whore. At this point he gets offended and angry, telling me that these are rare keys (that he has 100+ of) and you can’t find keys like that anymore and not on his deathbed would he sell them for a dollar a piece and that I was crazy…and then he walked away. I couldn’t even try for $2/key. This man hates me. Utter failure. No keys for this girl.

Haggling success:

I don’t think it’s super common for people who visit this market to go home with African masks, but I just really loved them. There was a big tarp laid out with all of these really cool wooden masks and figurines. I asked the vendor what the story was behind all of his goods and he told me that he brings them in from Africa and they are all from different parts of the continent (Ivory Cost, Congo, Gabon, Nigeria were some that he pointed out). Now you can choose whether or not to believe him but he seemed pretty authentic to me…since I could barely understand him through his 1 ½ teeth and heavy accent. I found these two masks that seemed to be a pair and just kept coming back to them. The initial rate per mask was apparently $35, but I brought him down to $40 for the pair – not bad right? They are about the size of my palm…one is a man and one is a woman. He told me they are from the Ivory Coast and the masks used to be a form of identification, like a passport. So when traveling, you would show this wooden face as your ID. They don’t have enough wear and tear to actually have been used this way, but the idea is there. I did some research and more or less confirmed what he had to say. They actually are referred to as passport masks. Pretty rad. Solid purchase.

All in all I really enjoyed the flea market and will definitely be returning. It’s a great place to spend the day with some good friends who are happy to each roam free and meet up randomly to compare purchases. There is a lot of great jewelry that I didn’t have enough time to really comb through and I am definitely thinking of stopping in again before Christmas for some cool one-of-a-kind gifts…and to spend some more time on the vintage purses. And maybe I’ll try the key man again, but this time I’ll start with a more respectful bid.

What this is all about

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Thu, 16 Sep 2010 00:28:00 +0000

Ok so here's what's going on that brought me to create this site. My life is sort of in a weird place right now. I’m supposed to be two years into some great job, with my career on track, planning to go to business school soon, etc etc…but instead I am currently a “woman of leisure” as my dad likes to say. I quit a miserable job in April and decided to take the summer off to find out what I want to do with my life. Definitely did not really figure that one out, but I am currently looking for a job in marketing. It seems like a way more interesting and actually fun industry to work in and I’m hoping to get as far away from banker egos and tantrums as possible. Although searching for a job takes up some solid hours of each day, I do have lots of free time on my hands and I thought it would be fun to spend that time going out into the city that I often take for granted and finally get to all of those bullets on my “Cool things to do in NYC” list. I feel like we all have something like that…a list of restaurants or obscure museums, markets and street fairs we want to hit up, under the radar places we hear about and never end up going to…you know what I mean. So this is my way of forcing myself to get through the list and hopefully urging anyone who is willing to read to go do the same.

Just to clarify, I’m not pretending that I know where all the really interesting, undiscovered places are…I’m not that cool. But some of my friends are and hopefully they’ll throw some ideas at me and maybe even come along on my little expeditions. And who knows, maybe along the way I will make my own underground discoveries and then I can share them with all of you. (As of right now I cite Urban Daddy and Grub Street as big contributors to my ‘to do’ list, but I do have some of my own leads…you’ll see.)

I don’t plan to be completely focused on NYC exploration though…every now and then I also want to write about interesting tidbits that I read in the news/magazines/books. I’m definitely not a news buff or a serious intellectual, but sometimes I find my way to an article that I just find sooo fascinating or read a really funny passage in a book that makes me laugh so hard…and I just have to recount it to everyone. This way I can just gush about it one time instead of saying the same thing a million times to different people (that is assuming at least the people who tolerate me on the day to day are going to read this). In terms of what I like to read about in the news, I’d say mostly I gravitate towards new technology and renewable energy, all things Cuba, and any cool information on languages and culture. So I'd expect some of that, but I’m really not sure what’ll make its way here. I'm going to leave it open-ended until I find my vibe.