August 5, 2011
The East Village’s Cowgirl’s Bakery makes deep-fried Kool Aid balls. A sucker for kitsch, nostalgia and an all-vegan bakery, I had to partake… once. I chose orange, the preferred artificial flavor of my youth. They also had the flavor of “red” and the flavor of “purple.” Though I’d prefer deep-fried Tang, my Read more…
July 7, 2011
From the archives of 1997: Check out the price (and service charge) of the ticket. And my hair growing in from when I shaved it off When the Bouncing Souls announced they’d be playing discography shows in New York, I was a bit giddy. The years surrounding The Good, the Read more…
April 25, 2011
I’ve made scrumptious strawberry shortcakes, heavenly black and white cookies, the vegan-elusive rainbow cookie, delectable Milano cookies, huge and fatty cinnamon buns, savory Red Lobster cheese and garlic biscuits, sweet bread, even cashew-cream-based vegan cannoli… all-vegan versions of the tempting treats I grew up craving. Treats I once had given Read more…
March 11, 2011
When I was a kid there was a local pizza place where the neighborhood kids and I hung around. On Long Island there is a ma-and-pop’s pizza parlor in every cluster of stores, red, green and white variations on the same theme: real, Italian food. Much like bagels and Chinese Read more…
February 26, 2011
I did most of my growing up in the 90’s. I did a zine. Worked in record stores. Went vegetarian. Fell in love with misfits.. often who listened to The Misfits. Had an amazing record collection. Listened to Riot Grrrl. [Balanced that with Lou Barlow. Balanced that with Unwound.] Music was my Read more…
October 19, 2010
Kate’s Joint‘s Chili Cheese Burger. Maybe it’s just Avenue B but this place reminds me of the olden days. Through its doors I have brought a lifetime of characters from several epochs, introducing countless guests to New York City’s quintessential comfort food station… at a time when food was not Read more…
August 16, 2010
The updated T.V. Dinner Mondays I try to cook for the week. Try being the operative word as social engagements and erratic cravings often leave leftovers to sit lonely in the fridge. After many lessons learned I devised a simple menu for this week–a protein, starch and vegetable that would Read more…
July 3, 2010
Up on New York time. The Adorable Maverick Motel. Old trailers. Hot air balloon launch site was right behind the motel. Pop. TV.
March 29, 2010
Do you remember these packaged cookies? I sure do. I loved them as a child. My mom used to bring them home from her job. I devoured them slowly, breaking off portions of each of the three cookies’ circumferences. I placed each piece on my tongue, like communion. Years later I Read more…
January 13, 2010
Does anyone remember the Sky Bar chocolate bar? The chocolate bar with four distinct sections (peanut butter, caramel, vanilla and fudge) put out by Necco? When I was a little girl on Long Island and my pop worked in midtown Manhattan, he used to bring them home for us kids. Read more…
November 28, 2009
I am hardly ever in Queens, though it is a just a few blocks from my apartment. Unlike most of Kings county, Queens county is better traversed with an automobile. In fact, it is covered in expressways and wide boulevards. Brooklyn’s entire center, on the other hand, is devoid of Read more…
November 22, 2009
I am thankful for the ability to put my ideals in action. This past weekend I had the chance to partake in a very special event hosted by Long Island Food Not Bombs. I helped share thousands of pounds of packaged foods, hot, prepared vegan dishes, fruits, vegetables, clothing and Read more…
October 14, 2009
There is a freedom in surrendering to far more powerful phenomena, accepting its influence. The billions of seconds and billions of variables that decided you be here right now– the percentage of them that had nothing to do your own motion, nothing to do with your conscious thoughts. If I Read more…
October 5, 2009
/ I often feel I was born in the wrong era. Though I have taken to the 00’s I suppose, I pine for old time aesthetics. I love the smack of a type writer, tintype photography, cloche hats, Ada Jones. From the satisfying scratch of a phonograph, to the grainy Read more…
September 21, 2009
Ever since I got my first Le Click camera as a lil’ bambino I have loved taking pictures. I have albums documenting my life, its inhabitants and biomes, since elementary school. I have several theories about why that I’m sure you’ll find cogent had I the energy to explain. But Read more…
August 21, 2009
Had I not wanted to allow for internet searchers to easily find these vegan Red Lobster cheese and garlic biscuits, I would have called these my “Holy Sh*t Motherscratcher Ever-Lovin’ Biscuits”… or some such name that adequately expresses my great excitement about them. Many, like me, have fond memories of Read more…
July 3, 2009
Lasagna, coca-cola and pig tails. These were three of my favorite things as a little one. Luckily for this little Italian girl, Easter time meant all three of these things– and a bunny head-shaped pink cake with jelly bean eyes (as seen in the distance of this picture). I often Read more…
July 1, 2009
When I was a tween watching Headbangers Ball, I internalized the possibility that long-haired metal guys could infiltrate my daily life and save me from the tedium, save me from, say, school, or an arguing father. It seemed completely rational to me that Twisted Sister might show up to help Read more…
April 2, 2009
When I was a little girl poking around my father’s coin stash, the stray New York City Subway tokens always intrigued me. I remember the subway: the turnstiles like a bathtub faucet turned upright, a rotating propeller I could slip under easily; anyone could. And I remember the trains, arriving Read more…
March 28, 2009
The Valentina exhibit at the Museum of the City of New York. I’ve always found fashion to be the most trivial of the arts… but then again I’ve been wearing the same clothes and shoes for at least ten years. Had I been amongst New York’s high society in the Read more…
February 25, 2009
Denver, CO I am an avid thrifthunter. Apparently it was decided in the stars, as noted in Starsky and Cox’s Sextrology {Thee most spot-on description of the Libra woman I ever did read, including such accurate details as my shoe size}. I’ve traveled coast-to-coast collecting knick-knacks and thing-a-mabobs, often Read more…
September 29, 2008
When I was a kid I was confused by beer. I remember not understanding Strange Brew. I remember my parents taking me and my siblings to an Oktoberfest carnival, going down a tall and smooth plastic slide with my legs in a potato sack and hearing my Dad complain everyone Read more…
June 25, 2008
In the resurgence of Twin Peaks fever that has swept up me and my peers, I type this blog swaying with the eerie rhythm of The Pink Room. With such sexiness, one must look above to a pixelated Jacques and Laura for more. Here are my Twin Peaks “I am Read more…
June 11, 2008
After this recipe incubated in my “inbox” for weeks, it was time to put my unemployed hours to greater use and get crackin’ on it. This messy cookie assembly required the patience of idle weekday hours and itunes at no one-in-my-building-is-home levels. The culmination: a king-sized, slightly fatter vegan version Read more…
March 18, 2008
Getting way too comfortable in Chiang Mai, it was time to move on. I headed further North to Chiang Rai via 3rd class bus along with the locals. After a few hours uphill, I was at Chiang Rai. Along the way I had devoured the my 5 large greasy spring Read more…
January 31, 2008
Imagine you still saw everyone you knew everyday in one big building. Think of how these circumstances would affect your life now that you’ve emerged from adolescence and, hopefully, honed your social skills, broadened your experiential database and blossomed from physical awkwardness. Would the more level playing field make a Read more…