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Portrait of an Old Friend

When you start having friends that you’ve known for several decades, you know you are old—and with that all the stuff that experience brings: insight, wisdom, humility, joy on the sweet end of that pact.   It’s true that you are aging right along with those around you, in a Read more…


Halloween 2023

A quick photodump of Halloween’s antics.. . Silly photoshoots Googly eyes This was a great event at The Little… Nosferatu with a live score (containing a singing saw) It was really cool! Ridiculous Halloween filters Update on the Halloween wreath… gotta get back into crafting More silly photoshoots We found Read more…


Lunch at the Malibu Barbie Cafe

It was a pink send-off at Malibu Barbie Cafe, a pop-up themed restaurant in Manhattan’s South Street Seaport. Though the movie was disappointingly dumb, nothing is tainting my own Barbie nostalgia. To follow, a lot of pink and some surprisingly good vegan food! Ready to be in the pink! Originally Read more…


A Vegan Tramp Stamp Cake

I had this cheeky idea for a layer cake after finding two vintage heart-shaped pans at the thrift store. And it would be a perfect addition to an upcoming dinner party… but more on that later. First, some pretty booty cake. My vintage tins. These did a great job keeping Read more…


Rockin’ at the St. George Theater
Staten Island

When I was a little girl of 9 or 10, I used to sneak out of bed to watch Headbangers Ball. My early crushes had long hair. I poured over Metal Edge magazine, hanging assorted men to cover my flowered wallpaper. I wished I was old enough to go to Read more…


Finally, An Easter Wreath 🐰🥕💐

As you may know, I love to craft holiday wreaths! The prospect of creating one for Easter was always alluring given the color scheme and icons of the season. So when my Mom asked for one, I had the motivation I needed to pull it off. I gathered supplies and Read more…


Jet Set Tiki Bar 🗿🦩✈️
Newburgh, New York

I have to go to all tiki bars… and I’ve been to a lot. Many of them historic landmarks in their own right: The Tonga Room in San Francisco, Frankie’s Tiki Room in Las Vegas, Kowloon in Massachusetts, Tiki Ti and Tonga Hut in Los Angeles, Foundation in Milwaukee (not Read more…


V.V. Holidaze 2022:
The Tree is Up! 🎄

I, like many, are welcoming in the Holiday season. My beloved vintage tree has been decked and trimmed and now the whirlwind of end of year activities begins. I needed to pick up some cheap garland from the discount store. They asked if I needed a bag and said, No, Read more…


Lady Sunbeam, Nostalgia 🫧🫧

I had this vision of a vintage commercial for this vintage set of Lady Sunbeam hot rollers I scored from the Rochester Goodwill Bins. But it was better in my mind. Still here is some related content for archival purposes. Little me in curlers…


🌹By Any Other Name…
Narrows Botanical Garden

What’s in a name? That which we call a rose By any other name would smell as sweet Shakespeare, of course Roses got me thinking things. Their yonic layers evoke all kinds of rumination. Like why are younger generations so desperate to allow a word to embody them?… to enthusiastically Read more…


Sweet, Sweet Nostalgia
at Copiague Bakery, Long Island

On the way back to Brooklyn, a sweet bite from Copiague Bakery in Copiague. Last time I visited I was impressed by the selection of vegan goods. They tapped into a nostalgia that isn’t activated easily. This time was no different with a selection of bakery cookies–the kind not easily Read more…


July 4th in November;
Playing With Fire 🔥 Nostalgia

Growing up as a female, I couldn’t help but notice that the males were always the ones lighting off the fireworks. I remember watching as a child as the cool teenage boys lit them off while the girls watched. As I grew older it always seemed to be the responsibility Read more…


Bookmarks in Time

One of the best discoveries in a used book is a bookmark–pressed with time, pressed intention. Back when people printed their pictures, you’d more readily find photographs as bookmarks in thrift stores. Inspired by their candidness, silliness, their careless composition, a series of pictures my friend’s 5 year old daughter Read more…


A One Day Vacation in Broad Channel, Queens

For budgetary reasons, I haven’t traveled much at all this summer. So it was a delight to find so many means of escape right here in New York City. The Greek‘s place in Broad Channel, Queens on the Rockaway Peninsula offers a retreat from all of the city’s bustle while Read more…


What Makes Deliciousness
{Sweet To Lick Vegan Bakery}

I have traveled many a-mile to eat vegan food. A tradition that began 15 years ago when I went vegan still living with mom and dad here on Long Island. I used to drive to East Setauket to go to Wild By Nature. Two hours round trip in my 1981 Read more…


90’s Vegan-style on Long Island’s East End

Like its name implies, Long Island is looong. Heading east from my starting point in Freeport, it’s almost 100 miles to Montauk Point (a.k.a. The End). With a year-round Hamptons local as my guide, I spent the day on this long stretch of road, searching for vegan eats but finding Read more…


*Reprint* I ♡ Radiolab

I wrote this ode in August of 2009. I’m “reprinting” it today as I am struck by the realization that I’ve grown to need Radiolab… for support, for inspiration, for a connection–in a world where the homogenized, trite and shrill voice of mainstream culture succeeds in alienating me. In my Read more…


2010: The Year in Food

In the year 2010, more than any other, the camera was angled down, capturing flicks of food. Sure, there are people on the other side of the table. Had the camera lifted its head, it’d see. But for a gal who sorts time through food, the vibrant color of shared Read more…


Taste the Rainbow

When it comes to being gelatin-free, vegans have some allies. Halal Muslims, Jews who keep Kosher, Hindus along with all others who’d rather not eat the by-product of boiled pig tendon, tissue and gristle. In light of this company, we often see clear labeling and alternatives. Sure, sometimes it is the Read more…


Kate’s Joint

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…


Interstate 70 to State Number 8

I prefer to shop in musky, dank barns; I like the effort and reward of the hunt. A rack of all of the same thing is very unappealing to me. This is why I have thrift shopped since I was old enough to make my own money. Unfortunately the state Read more…


Giving It Away

Still getting acclimated with my breadmaker, I’ve learned that I can barely put a dent in a 2 lb. loaf during the week. My olive and kale-pesto loafs had to find new life as croutons and, given my limited use of croutons, new homes. Determined to not waste them I Read more…


Vegan Linden’s Cookies

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…


Giving Thanks, Part II: Food Not Bombs

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…


Abuelos, Grande y Grande, Grande

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…


Vegan Red Lobster Cheese & Garlic Biscuits

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…