Saturday, January 05, 2008

Suburban Scrawl Meme

Meme Obligation: Part 2...Melisa from Suburban Scrawl tagged me with this meme about 7 years ago. Here are the rules:

1. Mention the person who tagged you and create a link back to them.
2. Copy-paste the traits for all the twelve months (see below).
3. Pick your month of birth (see below).
4. Highlight the traits that apply to you.
(I deleted the "tag someone else" part)

My birthday is July 28th...I am a Leo

1. Has a lot of ideas. Yup, I do.

2. Difficult to fathom.
I know for a fact that some people can't even begin to understand why I do some of the things I do-especially b/c I am intelligent.

3. Thinks forward. I may not have said yes to this until today when I visited a cafe. I immediately started thinking about years from now when the owners would retire and I could take over. So, I guess I do!

4. Unique and brilliant. Duh!

5. Extraordinary ideas I would not say that I always have extraordinary ideas, but I think I'm pretty creative and I have been known to wow people with some of the things I come up with.
6. Sharp thinking.

7. Fine and strong clairvoyance. Well, you've seen me know I'm fine. LOL. As for clairvoyant-I have sensed the presence of those "not living" before.

8. Can become good doctors. No way, no how.

9. Dynamic in personality.

10. Secretive. As my parents. LOL...

11. Inquisitive

12. Knows how to dig secrets

13. Always thinking

14. Less talkative but amiable. I can be talkative sometimes but for the most part I'd say I am quiet in conversation. As for amiable, I think in general people like me.

15. Brave and generous. If I have it, I'll give it. And if I don't and you need it, I'll try to find a way to get it. As for brave, I don't really think I am, but you all say so, so...I guess I am!

16. Patient. I watch the TV Guide channel. LOL

17. Stubborn and hard-headed. I can be.

18. If there is a will, there is a way.

19. Determined.

20. Never gives up.

21. Hardly becomes angry unless provoked.

22. Loves to be alone. I would love to not be alone for good, but I enjoy doing things alone and also enjoy alone time.

23. Thinks differently from others.

24. Sharp-minded.

25. Motivates oneself.

26. Does not appreciate praises.

27. High-spirited.

28. Well-built and tough.

29. Deep love and emotions.

30. Romantic.

31. Uncertain in relationships.

32. Homely. (Who would admit to this?)

33. Hardworking. I do get into "lazy" mode where I sometimes just want to do nothing, but I think overall I am hardworking.

34. High abilities.

35. Trustworthy.

36. Honest and keeps secrets.

37. Not able to control emotions.
I am much better at this than I used to be, and I think it has a lot to do with my happiness. I used to fly off the handle a lot-specifically when I was married. But now, I seem to be more easy going.

38. Unpredictable.

JANUARY: Stubborn and hard-hearted. Ambitious and serious. Loves to teach and be taught. Always looking at people’s flaws and weaknesses. Likes to criticize. Hardworking and productive. Smart, neat and organized. Sensitive and has deep thoughts. Knows how to make others happy. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Rather reserved. Highly attentive. Resistant to illnesses but prone to colds. Romantic but has difficulties expressing love. Loves children. Loyal. Has great social abilities yet easily jealous. Very stubborn and money cautious.

FEBRUARY: Abstract thoughts. Loves reality and abstract. Intelligent and clever. Changing personality. Attractive. Sexy. Temperamental. Quiet, shy and humble. Honest and loyal. Determined to reach goals. Loves freedom. Rebellious when restricted. Loves aggressiveness. Too sensitive and easily hurt. Gets angry really easily but does not show it. Dislikes unnecessary things. Loves making friends but rarely shows it. Daring and stubborn. Ambitious. Realizes dreams and hopes. Sharp. Loves entertainment and leisure. Romantic on the inside not outside. Superstitious and ludicrous. Spendthrift. Tries to learn to show emotions.

MARCH: Attractive personality. Sexy. Affectionate. Shy and reserved. Secretive. Naturally honest, generous and sympathetic. Loves peace and serenity. Sensitive to others. Loves to serve others. Easily angered. Trustworthy. Appreciative and returns kindness. Observant and assesses others. Revengeful. Loves to dream and fantasize. Loves traveling. Loves attention. Hasty decisions in choosing partners. Loves home decors. Musically talented. Loves special things. Moody.

APRIL: Active and dynamic. Decisive and hasty but tends to regret. Attractive and affectionate to oneself. Strong mentality. Loves attention. Diplomatic. Consoling, friendly and solves people’s problems. Brave and fearless. Adventurous. Loving and caring. Suave and generous. Emotional. Aggressive. Hasty. Good memory. Moving. Motivates oneself and others. Sickness usually of the head and chest. Sexy in a way that only their lover can see.

MAY: Stubborn and hard-hearted. Strong-willed and highly motivated. Sharp thoughts. Easily angered. Attracts others and loves attention. Deep feelings. Beautiful physically and mentally. Firm Standpoint. Needs no motivation. Easily consoled. Systematic (left brain). Loves to dream. Strong clairvoyance. Understanding. Sickness usually in the ear and neck. Good imagination. Good physical. Weak breathing. Loves literature and the arts. Loves traveling. Dislike being at home. Restless. Not having many children. Hardworking. High spirited. Spendthrift.

JUNE: Thinks far with vision. Easily influenced by kindness. Polite and soft-spoken. Having ideas. Sensitive. Active mind. Hesitating, tends to delay. Choosy and always wants the best. Temperamental. Funny and humorous. Loves to joke. Good debating skills. Talkative. Daydreamer. Friendly. Knows how to make friends. Able to show character. Easily hurt. Prone to getting colds. Loves to dress up. Easily bored. Fussy. Seldom shows emotions. Takes time to recover when hurt. Brand conscious. Executive. Stubborn.

JULY: Fun to be with. Secretive. Difficult to fathom and to be understood. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Takes pride in oneself. Has reputation. Easily consoled. Honest. Concerned about people’s feelings. Tactful. Friendly. Approachable. Emotional temperamental and unpredictable. Moody and easily hurt. Witty and sparkly. Not revengeful. Forgiving but never forgets. Dislikes nonsensical and unnecessary things. Guides others physically and mentally. Sensitive and forms impressions carefully. Caring and loving. Treats others equally. Strong sense of sympathy. Wary and sharp. Judges people through observations. Hardworking. No difficulties in studying. Loves to be alone. Always broods about the past and the old friends. Likes to be quiet. Homely person. Waits for friends. Never looks for friends. Not aggressive unless provoked. Prone to having stomach and dieting problems. Loves to be loved. Easily hurt but takes long to recover.

AUGUST: Loves to joke. Attractive. Suave and caring. Brave and fearless. Firm and has leadership qualities. Knows how to console others. Too generous and egoistic. Takes high pride in oneself. Thirsty for praises. Extraordinary spirit. Easily angered. Angry when provoked. Easily jealous. Observant. Careful and cautious. Thinks quickly. Independent thoughts. Loves to lead and to be led. Loves to dream. Talented in the arts, music and defense. Sensitive but not petty. Poor resistance against illnesses. Learns to relax. Hasty and trusty. Romantic. Loving and caring. Loves to make friends.

SEPTEMBER: Suave and compromising. Careful, cautious and organized. Likes to point out people’s mistakes. Likes to criticize. Stubborn. Quiet but able to talk well. Calm and cool. Kind and sympathetic. Concerned and detailed. Loyal but not always honest. Does work well. Very confident. Sensitive. Good memory. Clever and knowledgeable. Loves to look for information. Must control oneself when criticizing. Able to motivate oneself. Understanding. Fun to be around. Secretive. Loves leisure and traveling. Hardly shows emotions. Tends to bottle up feelings. Very choosy, especially in relationships. Systematic.

OCTOBER: Loves to chat. Loves those who loves them. Loves to take things at the center. Inner and physical beauty. Lies but doesn’t pretend. Gets angry often. Treats friends importantly. Always making friends. Easily hurt but recovers easily. Daydreamer. Opinionated. Does not care of what others think. Emotional. Decisive. Strong clairvoyance. Loves to travel, the arts and literature. Touchy and easily jealous. Concerned. Loves outdoors. Just and fair. Spendthrift. Easily influenced. Easily loses confidence. Loves children.

NOVEMBER: Has a lot of ideas. Difficult to fathom. Thinks forward. Unique and brilliant. Extraordinary ideas. Sharp thinking. Fine and strong clairvoyance. Can become good doctors. Dynamic in personality. Secretive. Inquisitive. Knows how to dig secrets. Always thinking. Less talkative but amiable. Brave and generous. Patient. Stubborn and hard-hearted. If there is a will, there is a way. Determined. Never give up. Hardly becomes angry unless provoked. Loves to be alone. Thinks differently from others. Sharp-minded. Motivates oneself. Does not appreciate praises. High-spirited. Well-built and tough. Deep love and emotions. Romantic. Uncertain in relationships. Homely. Hardworking. High abilities. Trustworthy. Honest and keeps secrets. Not able to control emotions. Unpredictable.

DECEMBER: Loyal and generous. Sexy. Patriotic. Active in games and interactions. Impatient and hasty. Ambitious. Influential in organizations. Fun to be with. Loves to socialize. Loves praises. Loves attention. Loves to be loved. Honest and trustworthy. Not pretending. Short tempered. Changing personality. Not egotistic. Take high pride in oneself. Hates restrictions. Loves to joke. Good sense of humor. Logical.

Friday, January 04, 2008

8 Divided By 2 or FOUR!

A while ago I got tagged with 2 Meme's and being the forgetful girl that I am, I simply never posted them! The first meme was from my 50,000th visitor, Linda! Sorry it took so long Linda Loo!!

Four things:

I am passionate about:
1. My niece, Rye Bread
2. Making people happy through food
3. Making sure the underdog isn't taken advantage of
4. Hot Dogs with spicy brown mustard and sauerkraut. (Mouth is watering!)

Things I say often:
1. Whatever
2. Nice!
3. Holy Cow
4. Like (I try, but I am, after all, a Valley girl)

Books I've recently read:
1. Life of Pi
2. A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius
3. Water for Elephants
4. A Long Way Gone

Songs I can listen to over and over again:
1. Doubting Thomas
2. Paperweight
3. Pachebell's Cannon in D
4. Salsbury Hill

Bonus: The entire Les Mis soundtrack

That attract me to my friends
1. Loyalty
2. Sense of Humor
3. Moral Character
4. Compassion

I have learned in the last year
1. Sometimes the most logical thing is not always the right thing
2. Having no money and lots of bills really weighs you down physically and mentally
3. No matter how far you've come, certain things can make you stop breathing again. The difference is that instead of suffocating, now I can put the wind back in my own sails.
4. Shedding emotional baggage is hard, but if you succeed you can be more trusting, more open and 5000 times happier. It also puts the spring back into your step.

Bleary Eyed

I had a dream last night that you had're wondering which one of you it was, aren't you? ;)

I never understand how windchill works. If it feels like it's -4 below zero, and if perception is reality, then isn't it -4 below zero? (I'm not really looking for a technical answer here-I've actually already gotten one)

I don't understand how I can be tired every morning if I go to be at a decent time and sleep through the night. Is it really true that sleep is like a bank and you have to build it back up once you've been deprived? If that's really the case, then my whole stink in culinary school just screwed my mornings for quite some time...

Overheard: "So you don't like to be all?"

Thought I overheard: " small testicles today?"

Contacts are on their way to me. Thank God.

I don't have much to say-can you tell? I have a couple of meme's that I have to post (Linda and Melisa) and a special promotion for a fellow blogger's book...all to come sometime later.

Also, 50K came and went last night and my 50,000th visitor was none other than...

Linda from Are We There Yet? (Yay!)

Thursday, January 03, 2008


*When you want cheese, nothing else will satisfy. No, not even a Snickers...

*It is the way of the world: no matter when I walk down the steps at the Government Center station, my train is always the one that just left.

*It is also the way of the world that when I finally find a parking spot after 20 minutes of circling (when I'm tired and hungry) the most perfect spot ever will open up. When I'm already at my doorstep.

*When you already feel stupid about something, being made fun of isn't fun.

*I might have my very own Fat Naked Guy living across the street from me. What's funny in fiction is not always funny in real life.

*There is always a problem with my insurance every time I start a new job. It helps though, when you tell them (honestly) that you need to refill a vital prescription and can't afford it without insurance.

*It's a shame when single fathers use their children to gain power instead of truly looking out for their best interest.

*Getting excited for something that someone suggests in order to cheer you up is awesome, until it turns out they can't do it.

*I'm almost to 50K visitors. Who's gonna be that special one??

*It's neat being told that you have the personality to be a celebrity chef. By someone who doesn't have to tell you that.

*I might not get to go to Haymarket this weekend. Curious why? Stay tuned...

*Cambridge is still my nemesis.

Wednesday, January 02, 2008


I didn't take this picture, but someone at first night did...I love it. I'm going to have it printed and I'm going to put it in a collage in my living room...

I know some of you have asked to see pictures of my apartment. I've been holding off b/c it was a little out of whack with the tree, but now that it's gone, this is what it looks like...I know-I still need a TV stand.

I love my chaise in the corner. I miss it near the window a little bit though, b/c I used to lounge there and look at my city. Now I sit in the chair more than the chaise...but it's nice for reading or watching a movie.

I finally got my wine glass rack. It's nothing fancy, but I really like it b/c I have no cabinet space. I'm allowed to paint, so I think that in the next couple of months I am going to paint the kitchen. It's the only room that is WHITE and I hate that. All of the other rooms are cream, and even though I am not a fan of all cream rooms, repainting all of this when I leave might be too much...

This is my new magnetic knife holder. I'm in love with it. Before, I had to keep my knives in my knife roll because they are too big and there are too many. Now, I can display my professional knives proudly and conveniently! They are still marked with tape from school-I don't think I'm going to take it off. Besides the "goo factor" I kind of like the reminder. And also, I know they
are mine.

This is the last photo I'm going to share for's just showing how I had to be a little bit creative in finding homes for all of my kitchen stuffage. Having one drawer is the pits! I have a pot rack on order, but I'm not sure it's going to work. I hope it does though-my pots and pans are in the hallway right now!

Thanks for taking this little tour with me. If I ever get a headboard, maybe you'll get to see my bedroom. ;)

Bad Boys

There were the good boys and then there were the bad ones. The good boys were the ones that you remembered sharing graham crackers and milk with in kindergarten, or the ones who wouldn't slam you in four square, even though you were a girl, and even though you may or may not have had cooties.

The bad boys hated cinnamon and sugar even at the "tender" age of 5 and sat on the ground near the four-square games and looked up all the pretty girls' skirts.

Everyone secretly wanted to be friends with the bad boys.

In my tiny, sleepy town our resident bad boy was named Trent. Trent wore scruffy jeans and sneakers with plaid shirts when all the other boys wore cable knit sweaters and Eastlands. He cheated at kickball and teased all the girls. Trent could make his spit go a mile. He did all of the things that bad boys in elementary school did and most of the time got away with it.

When junior high came we were merged with two other small towns. We were introduced to new faces; new good boys who would become our friends and new bad boys who would teach us how to kiss. Trent was a highly sought after dreamed about bad boy, and being from the same town as him had its perks.

Karla thought it was funny when I said, "God bless you" to someone during tests. She had silver rings on most of her fingers and wore all name brand clothes-something that was important to us in those days. We instantly became friends.

Within a week of knowing each other Karla and I were inseparable. I would go to her house mostly, because her parents were normal and also, her mom made good dinners. It was during these after school get togethers that we would compare our weekly crushes and spin elaborate webs in order to catch our "men". Karla liked Trent.

Though I warned her about him, Karla was persistent in her pursuit and quickly made it publicly known that she had her eyes on him. In true bad boy fashion, Trent made it clear publicly known that he was interested-as long as she "put out".

I'm pretty sure he didn't even know what that meant.

After weeks of giggles and secret notes, Trent and Karla started going out. I learned of this in art class when a messenger slipped a triangle shaped wad of paper into my hand when he passed by. It said, "Trent is my boyfriend now. We are going to kiss today after school."

For some reason this scared me. I had heard stories about these makeout sessions (because I had not yet been invited to one) and knew that good boys had been known to go up a girls shirt. God only knew what Trent would try.

Later that day I took a change and passed Karla a note in math class. "I'm worried you'll end up pregnant" it said. "Be careful." Karla laughed out loud and turned a deep shade of red and then slipped the note into her book bag. She didn't care what the outcome was, as long as she got to make out with Trent.

For the rest of the day my heart beat faster than normal, my palms were sweaty and my brain wouldn't stop thinking about my poor friend who liked pink lip gloss and who wanted a permanent wave. She was about to become a statistic like one of the girls on after school specials-the kind of girls who were sent away or who had to be home schooled.

When the final bell rang Karla waved to me from her locker and skipped toward the door near the gym. "Bye Karla" I whispered to no one at all. "It was nice knowing you."

It might seem dramatic to you now, but to a young never-been-kissed small town girl this was a big deal. My new best friend was about to enter a world unknown to me, and would most likely end up having to go away. I walked to the bus and sat in the front alone.

After dinner that night my mom told me that Karla was on the phone. "Here we go" I thought as I braced myself for the gory details of her recent make out session with the notorious T-r-e-n-t. I put my ear to the phone and all I could hear were her tears.

"I'll kill him" I said, and I meant it. No one hurt my friends.

"He didn't show up" Karla whined. "He had Mark come instead and he told me Trent doesn't like me. It was a joke!" and she broke down as any good girl who's been humiliated would do.

Looking back, I honestly do not remember one single girl that Trent dated. I match up all of the girls who got pregnant, but none of them are connected to my home town's resident bad boy. What I remember most about the high school Trent is that he never seemed to be where he was supposed to be. During math class he was in the courtyard, at English he was in the cafe. As we prepared for college, Trent was working on his truck or playing paintball in the woods.

Not all bad boys get left behind, but Trent certainly did. He still resides in my home town, in the same house he has lived in his whole life. I see him every now and then and I always remember Karla and it makes me wonder how many other girls he has left near the bleachers, waiting for his kiss and his affection.

I bet he can still make his spit go a mile though...

Tuesday, January 01, 2008

Happy New Year or Because I'm Wide Awake :)

Midnight Fireworks in Boston

First, let me officially say, "Happy New Year!" to all of you. Thank you for coming back to this blog-some of you for the whole time, some new...either way, I'm glad you visit.

Next, let me say that the view from my living room chair never gets old. Every 5 minutes it seems that I lean forward just a little so that I can see my city all lit up in her glory-almost as if I'm making sure it's still there. And while walking around downtown tonight, I marveled at how pretty my city is.

In a surprising turn of events, I think I made some new friends!

For those of you who do not know, I spent New Year's Eve with a group of strangers from one of the networking sites I joined. I was a little sad that I didn't have an already friends group of people to spend this time with (though to be fair, I was invited to Danielle's house-thanks D-Money!). New Year's Eve is possibly my least favorite day of the year-well, maybe Valentine's Day is worse, but NYE is the one day I really feel like a loser if I don't have plans. And today I was a bit sad because I didn't know how this would turn out.

When I met the group my heart initially sank. At first glance, it looked like what I feared it would-a group of misfits who had no one to spend the night with. Luckily, I found a group of "normal" people and quickly found myself laughing and having a good time!

We walked around Boston Common looking at the ice sculptures-which were nice, but not outstanding. I have to use my old camera for a while b/c I didn't receive the camera card with the gift, and I can't afford to get it yet-so the pics are a bit any case, here is an account of my fun night for anyone who would like to live vicariously through me. (As I've been told a bit this month!)

This was the first ice sculpture we came to. It had logo's of all of Boston's sports teams...if you squint just a bit, you can see the "Boston' and the shadow of the red socks in the picture below.
We left some people behind by accident so the rest of us stood by this monument. I was trying to capture the pretty colored lights that it had shining on it, but the plain light was all that I could get, and I think it came out quite stunning, actually.
Me, in Boston...Ice #2...where 3 of us got separated from our group.Ice #3 Where we found our group again. (The castle and Snow White!)

We then hopped on the T and headed to the North End for coffee and something sweet. It was about 10:30 when we got there, and we thought a nice rest and hot coffee would be great before the fireworks at midnight. We went here:Where I had the best Tiramisu I've ever had, and the worst service I've ever had. This is NOT the place to go on NYE, let me tell you. An hour passed and we had to leave-2 people had not even gotten their desserts while the rest of us were done. Clearly-they forgot. Oh well...
This is my favorite picture of the night, I think. It's just an archway near the water but I love it. I wish I had photoshop so I could get the people out of the picture.

And these are 2 of my new friends-the one on the left is the organizer and I didn't talk to her as much as the girl in the middle. She and another girl and I pretty much hung together and cracked each other up. It's neat because the girl in the picture is from Germany and the other girl is from Taiwan (I think). We exchanged numbers and emails and I've already gotten messages from them both. How exciting! It was actually a really great night, and it only took me 30 minutes to get home. That's only about 10 minutes more than usual from that area, and it was well worth it. I'm glad I didn't opt out of this night, and also glad that sites like this exist.

In other news-someone has been having a very passionate fight in the alley outside my building. I'm wondering what the police will come.


Monday, December 31, 2007

Manic Monday: Keys 2 The Kingdom

Once it was decided that I was indeed going to be allowed to move to Florida for a semester to participate in their college program, my parents and I had to figure out the logistics. I would be living a couple of miles away from Disney and though they did have a bus that would pick me up each day having my own transportation was important-especially because I'd be working past midnight quite often.

The first option would be for one of my parents to drive to Florida with me and then to fly back to Connecticut, but that option was expensive and money was tight. But I couldn't very well drive all the way to Florida alone. Enter the auto train.

The auto train leaves Lorton Virginia and goes straight to Florida, about 2 hours away from where I needed to be. I have a pretty good sense of direction and had driven long distances, so it didn't bother me that I would be going it alone for the end leg of my journey. In fact, I welcomed it.

My father and I packed up the car and began our trip to Virginia. It was about a 6 hour trip from where we lived in CT and about half way we stopped for lunch. The train was leaving in about 4 1/2 hours, so time was tight, but we were ok if we stuck the to schedule. After a nice lunch and bathroom breaks, we went outside to being our last leg of the trip together.

And then I realized I locked the keys inside the car.

I'm not certain why I did that, but I remember it had something to do with the fact that I thought I had given the car key to my dad and that the other keys on the ring were to the house-which I wouldn't be in for a few months. I was wrong.

With time ticking away and no way of getting help (no one really had cell phones around this time) I started to panic. I was angry with myself for making such a stupid mistake and worried that I would miss the train and therefore miss the mandatory check in at my new home. I noticed that across the street there was a fire station and I ran over hoping they could help.

After a few minutes of begging, one fireman took pity on me and walked over to my car with me. He told me that he wasn't suppose to do this, but that he'd let me in the car if I could prove it was mine once it was open. At the time, I thought that was silly because the car was packed with luggage and girly things-obviously the car was mine! But once the door was ajar, I showed him my license and registration and he went on his way.

And we went on ours.

I made it to the train on time, and spent the next 24 hours reading, writing and thinking about what was to come. And the rest is history...

***I can't get Mr. Linky to work today, so leave a comment, k?***

Sunday, December 30, 2007

Let It Snow

When I was looking for an apartment I asked the realtor what people did with their cars in the winter. He told me that people just park on the street like normal, unless it's a Snow Emergency. "But" he said, "that hasn't happened in a while."

I laughed and told him that he should prepare for lots of snow this winter, b/c I'm moving to Boston and these things seem to happen to me. In todays news on

"Greater Boston may set a record for the snowiest December in the city's history this month, weather watchers said yesterday.
more stories like this

Area residents should expect up to 6 inches of snow by early tomorrow, far exceeding the 1.1 inches needed to break the record of 27.9 inches, which fell in 1970, according to the National Weather Service in Taunton."

At 5pm I got an email telling me that the mayor had declared a snow emergency for my area. It didn't start until midnight though. Thinking that I'd be smart, I hopped in my car and went to search for the lot I was supposed to go to. However, there are lots of signs saying that it's only 2 hour parking, and knowing my luck, I'd get towed. So I called city hall and asked how early I could park in the designated lot.

She told me not until midnight.

What?!? The city actually wants people to wake up at midnight to move their cars during a blizzard to fight for parking spots in a far away lot? (I actually asked her that specifically) She yelled at me.

Frustrated at the fact that every time I call city hall about this issue I never get answers, I went back to my apartment and packed a bag. I am now sitting in a hotel room near work hoping that I made the right decision.

Feeling helpless I posted a question about this subject on Yelp! Based on what one guy said, I think that I may actually be able to stay parked on my street. But chancing it means possibly being towed. So tonight I'm sucking it up and enjoying my king bed and free breakfast and in the morning I will call the police department and specifically ask about streets I can and can't park on during an emergency.

Because city hall and the snow emergency hotline don't seem to have answers or care about helping new people adapt.

It better damn well snow a lot for all this crap!


I was given the exciting task to "find neat little places to eat" around Boston now that I live here. It's an assignment that I do not mind tackling at all. Last night I could hardly sleep because I knew that today I would be trying a new bakery.

The bald man that came to my first dinner mentioned a bakery just around the corner. Well, about .5 miles away anyway. It's off of a little side street and when I checked it out on Yelp, I found that the reviews were very good.

How exciting! I know I'm a geek, but when I though about city living, I thought about open air markets, festivals and bakeries. I always thought that it was somewhat romantic in a non-romantic kind of way (if that makes sense) to be able to walk down the street on a Sunday to get fresh pastries and bread. I imagined lazy Sundays in PJ's with a big cup of coffee and a paper or laptop overlooking the city while slowly eating the pastries.

And today, that was my life. And quite frankly, it makes me smile. There are a few things missing from this scenario, but they aren't worth mentioning because today-they don't matter.

It's a beautiful day today in Boston, and Sunday mornings are quiet in my neighborhood. I love walking on days like today, and so this adventure was already off to a great start. When I reached the street the bakery was on, I was met with this:

I was afraid that the shops would be closed (because the one on the corner was) but luckily, I came quickly upon my destination...The tiny bakeshop tucked away on this side street is an amazing find. Not only are the artisan breads beautiful (like the one in the window) but as I soon discovered, their breads are out of this world. I went in for a Morning Roll-which I'd heard were fantastic and came out with 2 morning rolls, an almond cake, a croissant with Gruyere cheese (which I will gently warm today for lunch) and a small loaf of French bread for dinner. I am beside myself (really) at how happy this find has made me. I can't wait to have guests over so I can bring them here for yummies on a Sunday morning.

A bad picture of a good roll....MMMMMMmmmmmmMMMMMM!