All the goods sold here are made in New York State. Many, even closer. I stopped in today and got some delicious Cherry jam, a candle, and Caroline’s guidebook to shopping local in New York City: it’s fun to read, packed full of great recommendations, and other cute little surprises.
embarrassed to say it took me four years to make it up there- such an easy train ride from grand central on the metro-north and a beautiful ride up. sit on the left side to get the view of the water basically the entire time 🥹 some good eats: everything bagel pastry puff from ember & grain bakery, veggie bowl from kitchen & coffee, maple donut from glazed over donuts (didn’t get a pic because my friend and i ate it too quickly), cherry vanilla ice cream from moo moo’s creamery in cold spring! sneaky good vintage and vinyl up there as well- hudson valley vinyl had some of the best records and cds i’ve ever seen, super obscure finds. yes i left with the new england teen scene cd! lmk your favorite spots in upstate for my next trip (thank you) 💘✨
The Sofia - Alidoro
Kale Salad Sandwich - R&D Foods
Veggie Delight - Stocked Cafe
Fried Oyster Po-boy - Lowerline
Hot Pastrami on Rye w Mustard - Pastrami Queen
No screen Sundays. If I want to listen to music its CDs or radio. If I want to watch a movie, no I don’t. If I want to see a friend, I will make plans with them on Friday or Saturday to meet up. As a result, I read more, write more, and sit with questions like “did Citizen Kane‘s 50 year winning streak in the Sight and Sound critics choice survey end in 2012 or 2022? When did Stephen Merritt come out? Whats the etymology of Whitsun?“ This is something that I have practiced off and on for many years but I’ve been doing it every week since December and I love the way that it just allows me one day of true freedom and rest.
My calendar this year has 52 of these week at a glance pages but I don’t think that way. So, I've been inspired by Ross Gay’s Book of Delighs to start recording the little moments and sensations that bring me joy throughout the day. An analog pi.fyi, if you will. heres some of what I have so far: - Waking up to the sound of my upstairs neighbor‘s footstep. It sounded nostalgic. Felt like company. - Strawberry jam - feeling tender for strangers: their lips, nail colors, their small wrists. Thinking of all the lives we hold gently. - A young girl bought an LP at the bookstore just before I left. She stroked its cover with love - Green tiles —the mint shade always makes me think of Jancie - Charlie’s little bop and punch dancing to some German language punk
- lunch with Katherine, curry Brussels sprouts - small talk at the photo studio. The photographer's brother was named after their dad, stole his identity, bought jet skis.