Best Week Ever (or so far out of September.)

September 29, 2012 by Jessica

This morning, I’m teaching a special (CMAXBY-IT’S YOU) someone how to run. She is great at walking, standing, eating, writing, buying boots, and more….so I think it will be a fate accompli without too much instructional guidelines or 80’s how-to-workout videos. More to come on this adventure in athleticism later.

Mornings can be a weird time when you are the only one up and already want to play with everyone. So, instead of poking people awake and getting hit, I’m going to channel this inappropriate energy into far too many details of what went on around here this week.

Things that happened this week:

  • Made vegan chili for my friends and lovers. Read: friends. (I’m going to make some lucky cat veryyyyy happy one day.) I started with only the freshest ingredients (YES, cans can be very fresh you know) and exactly one million beans. A special blend of spicy, so much chopping, and before I knew it my apartment smelled like something I imagined out of of Urban Cowboy. AKA…delicious. In addition to making 100 servings of this healthy delight, I EVEN made these cute little cornbreads with green chilis and loveee. I realize as I folded an egg and greek yogurt into the cornbread that my earthy vegan lifestyle only lasted about 17 minutes. My hopes were not terribly high…..because….well, cheese. I just can’t quit you.
  • Discovered that The Daily Grind has Brooklyn Post Road Pumpkin anddddd, even better, we got to see our favoriteeeee friend and neighbor, Jack Casey flex his acoustic chops. On an unfortunate note, does the guy that works at the Daily Grind at night hate everyone else, or just me? I’m just curious. After that, we skipped off to the music hall and caught the last couple sets from the Nitty Gritty Dirty Dirt Dirt band. The music hall is a love of my life. I try to act cool and relaxed, but I definitely still get a case of what CMAXBY calls my moon/saucer eyes as I eye the entire place, over and over. My heart explodes. If you haven’t gone, you gotta check it out for a show. She’s a beauty.
  • Checked out Some Girls new digs on River Street. Congrats to Margaret! Definitely head over if you are looking for something funky, fresh, and local. Keeping it real in the 518 is a top priority in this neighborhood. And I love real fake fur.
  • I gave up pants. Its tights and boots from here on out. I’ll be your Peter Pan if you’ll be my never never land. I didn’t forget my pants and I am not in mourning….that I know of. I’m in them for several reasons. 1. I like how they look. 2. They are stretchy. 3. They work with all boots. 4. Easy transition to costume. 5. Good for crime fighting. 6. I have 10 pairs so never have to do laundry. 7. I’ll stop.  I could last the entire Fall with black tights/leggins, short boots, Lincoln Park After Dark, and a super cozy and soft sweater. And a hat. I can’t quit hats either and don’t even ask me to try.
  • Found out that Lagunitas Little Somethin’ Wild is back ON tap at Bacchus!  It’s the most fragrant, fruity, floral IPA around AND Jim (warned) reminded me that it had a hefty 8% alcohol content, whichhhhhh….letsbehonest, that equation converts to about 95% for me. I was a little concerned that I was just a tiny bit bold (whoops) at Bacchus last Friday night and thought Jim would remember me walking on his ledge in my super high heels and refusing to get down…..but that’s the thing about this neighborhood. People may remember, but no one really is surprised or holds something likea little ledge walking against you.  It’s like the best dysfunctional family you’ve ever had. Thanksgiving is wild. And it’s EVERY night. We decided last night that 2nd street is the best street of all time, and that we love everyone, and pizza too.
It was a good week.

POST BY Jessica
There was a void in her life. A spicy, meaty void . And the desire to fill that void led her across the river from Albany, to Troy, NY. It was there that she finally found it. Jamaican Beef Patty perfection. And lots of it. Late at night, I Love NY Jamaican Beef patties fueled her shenanigans. During the day, the premade frozen beef patties at the 3rd St bodegas kept her energy up for back to back yoga sessions. Like the Bee Girl from the Blind Melon video, she finally found a place with people like her. Except she’s a ginger. And not chubby. Slowly, it dawned on her. Troy, NY was meant for her and she made the purchase that would ensure she could remain, pockets filled with spiced meat encased in preservative laden dough: white curtains to put in her windows so as not to run afoul of the Troy Historic District’s guidelines. She could breathe easy. This was home. *****************************************************************************************************