New York City Diary

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Wednesday, June 21, 2006

Solstice


Today is the first day of summer. Happy Solstice, everybody. I took this photo of the solstice sun this afternoon. I met Jenn for lunch and we took a stroll to the newly-renovated Columbus Circle pedestrian area. The weather was beautiful and we just sat on a bench and listened to the gurgling of the fountains that ring the area. The sound of the water almost drowns out, or cancels out, the sound of the traffic on all sides. Here's a photo of part of the fountain, with the southwest entrance to Central Park in the distance.



It was a lovely day today, weather-wise and otherwise. We've had a few stiflingly hot and muggy days recently so today's milder humidity was a great relief.

Tuesday, June 20, 2006

Discus Dude and Monkey


I just shot this photo as a lark. We got Discus Dude in Greece, and the monkey was a gift to me from Jenn. I bought the Hokusai print (background) in Japan.

Monday, June 19, 2006

Back to Life


Here's the view from my cubicle on the 21st floor of the new Hearst Tower. I love the building, and on Friday I met the architect, Lord Norman Foster, who was walking around with Larry Silverstein, touring the space. I'm an official assistant research editor at Esquire now, as of Monday. This is good. As for the photo, I don't normally put my feet up on my desk, but I wanted to create a sense of perspective. My desk is facing north, and the view from the window you can see to the front is of Central Park. Nice view. You can really see the humidity hanging over the city on a muggy New York day.


I took this picture of myself at my desk. As for the rest of life, it's good. On Saturday Jenn and I met her mom and stepdad and had lunch at Le Bonne Soup and then saw The History Boys on Broadway. It was very good.

Thursday, June 15, 2006

Technical Difficulties


The reason I haven't posted in a dog's age is that my internet connection at home has bitten the dust, and home is where I blog. I'm dreading next Wednesday morning, when the technicians from my cable company are coming to fix it "between 8:00 and 12:00." I dislike Time Warner Cable, but have no real alternatives in my area. Their technicians are always late, always rude, and always do sloppy work. And they simply do not care, nor do their corporate overlords. In other industries, if you delivered such terrible service you'd be drummed out of town, but again, there are no real alternatives. So please bear with me. It should be fixed by next week.

In the meantime, here's a photo I took from the top of Santorini, a beautiful Greek island. The amoeba-shaped island in the center is Nea Kameni, which is really a volcano. This view, or variations on this view, can be found everywhere in the travel press. As for my life, it's good, and I'll post a real update soon.

Wednesday, June 07, 2006

Skywalker Scrunchies



When I was a little kid, I was very much into Star Wars, and I owned a few Star Wars activity books that had comics, games, and stories. One of the books included a recipe for corn flake-based cookies called Skywalker Scrunchies. Another had a recipe for Chewbacca's Chewies, which were made with caramel.

Using the recipes, my mom made a batch of each. I remember thinking it was a miracle that she was able to just up and bake these cookies from recipes in a Star Wars book.

The cookies must have been good, because I remembered them after all these years.



Last week at work, my friend Derya, who is an excellent baker, was asking around for good cookie recipe ideas. Skywalker Scrunchies and Chewbacca's Chewies just popped into my head. We found the recipes online, and wouldn't you know, the next morning Derya brought in one container of Skywalker Scrunchies and another of Chewbacca's Chewies. They were fantastic, and a trip back thirty years in time.

In case you're wondering, I prefer Skywalker Scrunchies to Chewbacca's Chewies. They're both good, but Scrunchies are better.

Thursday, June 01, 2006

Chumley's


On Tuesday evening after work I went to a former speakeasy in Greenwich Village called Chumley's with my friend Tom from Esquire. That's Tom in the right of the frame above, sitting on a barstool, sipping a pilsner. I wrote an entry about Chumley's for Gridskipper, which I encourage you to read here. I'll wait. ... Okay, thanks for reading it.


As I mentioned in the entry, Chumley's draws a generally mainstream crowd these days, but in its heyday (the Roaring Twenties) it was populated with literary giants and the people who love them. Note the portrait of Ernest Hemingway in the photo above.


Chumley's serves it's own line of beers. They're not great, but they're not bad either. It's nice to just sip some suds in such an interesting atmosphere.