History

This is what I saw while embarking on an hour-and-a-half trip to Bay Ridge, something I won't undertake again on a weeknight any time soon, especially not in near-Arctic conditions. (Two nights later I managed […]

Lashes

I've become victim to a mystery on par with how the backs of my shoes always get destroyed despite no recollection of ever scraping my heels as I walk, and this new tragedy is mascara […]

Greens/In the Red

With the exception of hanging artwork (the scale is all wrong–what I'd like to hang as single pieces aren't large enough for the walls anymore) and getting the bathroom light fixture I bought professionally wired […]

Doubles

Doubles are (is?) a Trinidadian/Tobagoan curried chickpea sandwich in a flatbread. I've never actually had one, which is slightly embarrassing as a supposed food person. Yesterday night, I sat (after a young woman gave up […]

Dear Diary

1. When a stranger is nice to me I often assume it's because they think I'm pregnant. 2. And while it hasn't happened in recent memory, when someone offers me a seat on the subway […]