Our new apartment is slowly but surely-ish starting to resemble a home! That is, I spent a considerable number of hours this past weekend listening to techno music and furiously arranging my pretty-and-useless-flea-market-crap/color-coding my Equipment button downs.
So, although our couch has yet to arrive and we have been living without internet and cable for 9 days now (things one can accomplish when living for 9 days without internet and cable: finishing two books, actually reading the NY Times Sunday Section cover to cover, long telephone conversations with ones mom, unpacking of all of ones and ones roommates worldly-ish belongings, and going out every night because…what else is there to do?), my closet and every shelf/wall/surface in our apartment look excellent.
More importantly, we have been exploring the neighborhood that has very rapidly become my favorite in New York. I have discovered slash become a regular at: a cash-only-amazing-coffee-shop that already knows my order, a consignment shop that also already knows my order, a BYOB sushi place, a 24 hour restaurant with food that actually tastes good, a bar that I want to frequent with my girlfriends, a bar that I want to frequent with my boyfriends, a bar where I want to meet my boyfriends (as if I’d tell), a bar where boyfriends meet their boyfriends, and then some.
[The view from our roof]
[Decor shopping Swedish meatball detour]
[A new subway stop]