*My fingers get really confused between my work computer and my home computer. If my fingers had brains, they would be at a pretty low risk for Alzheimer’s, what with all the mental workouts!
*Last night I celebrated a friend’s entry into his late twenties in a bar with lots of old-school video games. It was great to catch up over drinks and pizza with friends I’ve been happy to see a little more of recently. Instead of a surprise cake there were surprise donuts, which was adorable. I tried a piece of a coconut one that looked delicious, but after a bite, I realized that maybe I’ll just never be a donut person, and what with all the other things out there to enjoy (as illustrated in yesterday’s post), that’s totally okay.
*Also, either I’m getting old, or those two Jameson & club sodas I drank last night were stronger than I thought. Goodness. This morning was not quite like the clear-headed morning after the last karaoke outing. I was up for another Athleta yoga class, but super-thankful it was a gentle one that did not involve hanging my head in downward dog too much.
*”Wow, my day was just not complete until you offered to send me a picture of your [preferred phallic euphemism]!” said no woman ever. I can’t decide if it’s better or worse to get a “warning” first. Furthermore, in what kind of work setting does one have the freedom to be taking/sending these Picassos in the middle of a weekday? Unless it’s the kind of thing one saves on one’s phone for when one feels like killing any semblance of mystery that remains in the modern world? As far as dating is concerned, I am officially jaded. My fall calendar is filling up fast with professional events and with birthday celebrations for friends and family. I’m willing to risk the possibility of turning into a gray-haired New York City eccentric with tons of stories but no wedding ring if it means actually enjoying my life.
*Speaking of enjoying life, let’s talk about music. My friend David posted the new Pixies EP1 on my Facebook the other day. Pixies without Kim Deal. So weird! Even though it’s just not the same, I will never be able to not love the Pixies. It’s pretty crazy to think it’s been ten years, but I associate their music so, so much with the summer and fall when I was 17 (haha so unique, I know). Sometimes it seems like a universe away, and other times, a week since I was blasting this song 24/7:
What’s on your mind this Sunday?
So this post isn’t exactly about food except that, well…Have you ever heard the saying “Sex is like pizza?” Or is it that pizza is like sex? “Even when it’s not that great, it’s still pretty good.” Something like that.
If you came of age, like, anytime in the last 100 years in the U.S., then you’re at least probably familiar with the sex/baseball metaphor. Anyway, in this TED talk, educator Al Vernacchio discusses why we should move away from the outdated, sexist baseball comparison and instead start talking about sex in terms of pizza.
Now I know why it didn’t work out with Mr. Plain Cheese or Mr. All About the Sausage or Mr. “Carbs are the enemy” or Mr. “Dietitians don’t eat pizza.”
To lower any possibility of pizza-related guilt—real pizza, not metaphorical pizza—try sharing with a friend (or lover). Blot the oil. Have some salad on the side. Enjoy until you feel satisfied.
How do you like your pizza?
This weekend has been the perfect remedy to a rough, emotional week. Saturday, I had to go get my spots checked at the derm in NJ, and then my mom and I had lunch (thank you, Karen for the great recommendation!) and indulged in a little retail therapy. I got some great deals on a few work things that will be perfect for the transition into fall.
When I got home, I took a disco nap and then joined some friends for BYOB karaoke. We hadn’t been since my birthday, and it was so much fun! Our vague theme was breakup songs, and we toasted to my cat allergy—at least if/when I die alone, I will most likely not be covered in cat piss. Medicine is great and all, but never underestimate the healing power of singing and dancing like a complete fool with your nearest & dearest. I had many favorite moments (my friends are hilarious), but especially getting the whole room dancing to the Supreme’s “You Can’t Hurry Love.”
Though I always act my age responsibly and stay well hydrated, I was a bit surprised to wake up bright-eyed and energetic, having enjoyed a good dose of whiskey. And bourbon. And champagne (see toast, above). Yes, champagne at karaoke. Anyway, taking advantage of the gorgeous weather and my good mood, I took a long rambling walk through the park. I also cleaned the eff out of my apartment and prepped some food for the week. Burned some incense to clean out any lingering bad vibes. Yes, I have a Masters of Science, and I still believe in that stuff.
If nothing else, I can tell I’m well into the “moving on” mindset, as I was craving pumpkin at breakfast—and chocolate, but nothing unusual there. Chocolate pumpkin oats in an almost-empty peanut butter jar totally happened. Perfect timing, like, culinary destiny or some sh*t like that. September is next week! This is both exciting and terrifying.
Do you like karaoke? What are your favorite songs to dance and sing to?
Good morning and happy Monday. Hope you had a great weekend. Mine was really nice—I got a lot of work done but I also managed to enjoy some work-free time as well. I’m in the home stretch with my class and can finally see the light at the end of the grad school tunnel. Four years goes fast.
Anyway, Sunday ended on a mellow note with a girls’ dinner at Osteria Cotta. My mom and sister had come in to eat some good food and catch up. My mom hadn’t been here since my 26th birthday, and it was my sister’s first visit, so it was fun to (re)introduce them to some of my favorite things on the menu. I love the ambiance at this place, and the food never disappoints. An added bonus is that the prices are super-reasonable.
Having had a green smoothie for lunch and not much else during the day, I was really hungry when we arrived, but I left very satisfied. We started by sharing an arugula salad and some delicious bruschette: truffled egg, eggplant caponata, burrata with roasted pepper, and marscapone and honey. My mom and I each also had a glass of lambrusco.
I had a few bites of dark chocolate cake for dessert, which was also great. It was the perfect way to end a nice meal.
If you find yourself on the Upper West Side and craving pizza or even just a drink and some antipasti, I highly recommend this place.
What’s your favorite kind of pizza? Best restaurant meal you’ve had lately?
I can’t believe I’m almost done with my Burn Unit rotation, which is the last of my clinical stuff. All I have to say is, well, holy crap. Rather than show you pictures of Greek yogurt eaten at 6 a.m. in the dark and plates of hospital tilapia and watery veggies, here’s a look at what I ate this past Saturday.
After a morning hot yoga class, I met my sister for lunch and a movie date. I’m not someone who generally cries at movies, but I started bawling about 5 times during Les Miserables. After that, it was a quick stop home and then dinner with one of my fellow interns for chitchat and graduation planning. Good times.
Breakfast: chocolate oatmeal (yep, with egg whites), topped with a little peanut butter
Lunch: mixed green salad with chicken at a local restaurant
Snack: leftover purple cabbage & mushrooms, topped with some hummus (weird but good)
Dinner: at Osteria Cotta, a friend and I shared some mushroom & eggplant appetizers and then a mushroom pizza with white truffle oil; lambrusco & Sangiovese also happened
Snack: (unpictured) berries
How did you spend your Saturday? What’s the best thing you’ve eaten recently?
Though I usually eat something like oatmeal for breakfast, mixing it up once in a while is a good thing.
Pizza for breakfast? Once in a while, sure—especially when it comes with a fried egg on top. Paired with an arugula salad, it actually made for a pretty balanced brunch. I’d do it again.
Do you like pizza for breakfast?