This resulted in trips to Serendipity 3 and Planet Sushi Saturday, and on to Crumbs Sunday for Forbidden Broadways, sake bombs, and key lime cupcakes, respectively. The combination made for an unforgettable festival of the senses, the kind that cannot be engaged in regularly without some consequence...
My Monday was not quite as blissful, as you can imagine.
On my commute home this afternoon, I unwittingly subjected myself to a category 5 typhoon. This was no refreshing summer drizzle; not even a Burberry trench or Chanel wellies could make such weather tolerable... (Oh who I am kidding? Chanel wellies could make virtually any circumstance agreeable.)
I know I've claimed to be all city now...yada yada. However, there is a profound part of me that is simply not understood by the big apple. This is the part of me that:
1. Loves Wal-Mart
I miss my Winkies gelatin cubes!!! Only $2 a pop, and exclusive to my previous grocer of choice, they seem more an idealized memory than anything lately :(
2. Loves Sonic
I had a dream about cherry limeades the other night. Enough said. I miss my drive-in in all of its happiness-inspiring retro glory.
3. Loves...Sunshine(??)
Yes, the sun seems to be presently poeticizing its presence with me. Maybe I took it for granted before. It is sorely missed now.
Perhaps I am not quite as out of touch with my Southern belle roots as previously imagined...
Maybe you were meant to live in LA or Dallas where the sun is?
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