it's hot here, and i must've caught a germ in the subway because now i feel sick. i kind of ran myself down the last few days as well. cassie was in town and we spent a lot of time together.
friday night we met at union pool but ended up at some glow-in-the-dark rave/art party that was actually really fun and weird.
afterwards i looked like this:
then saturday we went to the fort greene flea market, and to a cool coffee shop, and dinner at momofuku.. the most insane meal i've ever had.
first it was prosciutto-like ham with a coffee-bacon sauce, then melt-in-your-mouth pork buns with sriracha, then an assortment of pickled vegetables, then a crispy, spicy pork mixture with friend rice balls and a deep-fried softshell crab. in-fucking-sane.
dessert was at the milk bar next door... cereal milk soft serv ice cream, a compost cookie (with coffee, pretzels, potato chips, caramel, etc) and a slice of crack pie (butter and sugar, essentially).
it was all super intense flavors but an interesting dining experience.. the flavors were unexpected and creatively mixed and that made it truly unique.
after that we hit the bar again, of course, and now i feel sick and woke up and blew the most ridiculous loogie out of my nose. i really REALLY don't want to have to go to a doctor becausei don't know where to go and i have no insurance and i feel like the doctor's office is probably a shit show in this city.
so i'm bedridden for the day, with the window open, watching cars cruise across the verrazano and it's pretty nice really. i am happy i get to live this summer in the city.
i have a feeling this is the most free i will ever be
I think there are remnants of actual crack in those crack pies.
ReplyDeleteThey make me do strange things.
This was enjoyable to read.