gluttony and overstimulation
i guess this is very typical when one heads back to NYC. i braved penn station at lunch hour, walked to the post office on 8th avenue in the pouring rain with the stroller and the umbrella and people weaving in and out, braved the NYC subway system (man, i forgot how gritty it was!) and made it to carmine's where one of my oldest friends and i ate so much it hurt. i walked it off for about forty blocks, then ducked into zabar's to by canuck a cinnamon babka, a favorite treat when we were in dental school. another ten or so blocks and i was down by lincoln center at my oldest friend's new apartment. it was awesome - a studio on 69th and columbus with exposed brick, a fireplace, and newly finished everything. the apartment is the size of my bedroom, but he can walk to the subway and to the zillion amenities he has within a 10 block radius. he refused to tell me how much he pays a month in rent because he knows i'll laugh at him. but such is the life of a new yorker.
the evening continued with even more food, which i had no room for but forced it down because it was just so damn tasty, then washed it down with a smoothy at penn station because i just had to. it was a miracle that i didn't puke on the train, but it's not like it hasn't happened to people before and i don't think anyone would have noticed!
i had a new york moment when i was at penn trying to call my dad to let him know what train we're on, and there's these special phones that if you pop a quarter in you get 30 seconds anywhere in NYS, very useful for people who are calling nassau, suffolk, and westchester and don't want to spend $1.50 just to let people know which train they're on. so i find one, put my quarter in and my sister answers, and just as i say the time, my quarter pops out and the call gets cut off. hmm, okay. i try again, and this time my dad picks up. i get to "i'm on the 9-oh..." and this time the call cut off but ate my quarter. dammit. so i try another phone across from me, and it happened again, this time my quarter popped out. i slammed the phone and bellowed out, "goddammit, doesn't any phone in this fuckin' city work!" no one even batted an eyelash. i made my way to the track entrance, found another phone, and it happened again, but i was able to get all the info to my dad and he was there to pick us up safe and sound.
i got back at 10:30 and returned to find all of my family who had come for dinner while i was gone but waited for my arrival. more food, dunkin' donuts with candles for my sister's 18th birthday today. all the conversation was gone from me, if you can believe it, so i chilled out to watch male gigolo with my sisters and called canuck to say goodnight. i slept very well.
today we're going to take it easy, maybe just relax at the beach. i miss the ocean, i could smell it when i landed at JFK (it's right on jamaica bay). cookie's been fabulous this whole trip, so well behaved, even in all the restaurants, and just too damn cute. she struck up so many conversations with strangers, especially on the train rides. the funniest was when she shouted out to the conductor, "hey, what's your name? mine's cookie!" hey, where's your boy?" i think she's used to seeing male conductors and that's why she asked, but it definitely drew laughter from the surrounding passengers. then she struck up a conversation with the girl sitting next to us and her boyfriend, both of whom were travelling from newark airport and were drinking smoothies like we were. the boyfriend got off first, and cookie asked, "hey, where's your boy?" then when the girl got up and picked up her red suitcase to get off the train, cookie said, "i like your red suitcase, how did you get it? did you find it in the dumpster?" we just laughed our asses off!
gluttony totals for yesterday:
bread, bread, bread, and foccaccia from carmine's
carmine's salad
rigatoni and meatballs
coffee and chocolate mousse cake from french roast
hamburger and french fries from p.j. clarke's
some of tony's fish and chips
20 oz. angel food smoothie from smoothy king
1 dunkin' donuts jelly donut
15 strawberries
they are going to have to roll me home.
the evening continued with even more food, which i had no room for but forced it down because it was just so damn tasty, then washed it down with a smoothy at penn station because i just had to. it was a miracle that i didn't puke on the train, but it's not like it hasn't happened to people before and i don't think anyone would have noticed!
i had a new york moment when i was at penn trying to call my dad to let him know what train we're on, and there's these special phones that if you pop a quarter in you get 30 seconds anywhere in NYS, very useful for people who are calling nassau, suffolk, and westchester and don't want to spend $1.50 just to let people know which train they're on. so i find one, put my quarter in and my sister answers, and just as i say the time, my quarter pops out and the call gets cut off. hmm, okay. i try again, and this time my dad picks up. i get to "i'm on the 9-oh..." and this time the call cut off but ate my quarter. dammit. so i try another phone across from me, and it happened again, this time my quarter popped out. i slammed the phone and bellowed out, "goddammit, doesn't any phone in this fuckin' city work!" no one even batted an eyelash. i made my way to the track entrance, found another phone, and it happened again, but i was able to get all the info to my dad and he was there to pick us up safe and sound.
i got back at 10:30 and returned to find all of my family who had come for dinner while i was gone but waited for my arrival. more food, dunkin' donuts with candles for my sister's 18th birthday today. all the conversation was gone from me, if you can believe it, so i chilled out to watch male gigolo with my sisters and called canuck to say goodnight. i slept very well.
today we're going to take it easy, maybe just relax at the beach. i miss the ocean, i could smell it when i landed at JFK (it's right on jamaica bay). cookie's been fabulous this whole trip, so well behaved, even in all the restaurants, and just too damn cute. she struck up so many conversations with strangers, especially on the train rides. the funniest was when she shouted out to the conductor, "hey, what's your name? mine's cookie!" hey, where's your boy?" i think she's used to seeing male conductors and that's why she asked, but it definitely drew laughter from the surrounding passengers. then she struck up a conversation with the girl sitting next to us and her boyfriend, both of whom were travelling from newark airport and were drinking smoothies like we were. the boyfriend got off first, and cookie asked, "hey, where's your boy?" then when the girl got up and picked up her red suitcase to get off the train, cookie said, "i like your red suitcase, how did you get it? did you find it in the dumpster?" we just laughed our asses off!
gluttony totals for yesterday:
bread, bread, bread, and foccaccia from carmine's
carmine's salad
rigatoni and meatballs
coffee and chocolate mousse cake from french roast
hamburger and french fries from p.j. clarke's
some of tony's fish and chips
20 oz. angel food smoothie from smoothy king
1 dunkin' donuts jelly donut
15 strawberries
they are going to have to roll me home.
posted by Dr. Mommy, D.D.S. at
7:57 AM
2 Comments:
Wow, sounds yummy. I'm not allowed food like that anymore with my high cholesterol issues.
I'll have to eat vicariously through you.
Yup. My days of KFC buckets are done I think.
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Periapex, At
Saturday, August 11, 2007
we have KFC in toronto, so it's off limits while i'm here. only stuff that's unavailable in toronto is being eaten. however, they do not serve mac and cheese or mashed potatoes at the KFC's in toronto, and i've searched at a few. that makes me sad. my dad just treated us to boston market for lunch. it's kind of like swiss chalet, but on crack. they have lots of sides, like mixed veggies, stuffing, mac and cheese, baked apples, mashed regular and sweet potatoes, green beans, and cornbread. their rotisserie chicken rocks, too. i ate all of it and it was sooooo good....
there's a reason that i only take trips like this once in a blue moon - hard on the waistline and on the wallet. thank god i walked as much as i did. you know, it's okay to treat yourself once in a while. all you have to do is eat a bowl of oatmeal for breakfast the next morning, that'll sop up the excess cholesterol!
if i had the means, i'd bring you guys up some white castle....
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Dr. Mommy, D.D.S., At
Saturday, August 11, 2007
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