Dear New York: We Love You

We took this picture while flying over the city back in 2006; we were arriving to try and imagine the island as our new home. We’re so glad that we followed our guts and took the leap of faith to stay. We moved in precisely four years ago this Sunday, and those four years have been incredible. It took some time, but we both agree that we have fallen head-over-heels in love with this crazy place, and that even if we ever decide to part ways with the city and land somewhere else, we will be forever grateful for its impact. More than we could have ever expected, we have come to new appreciation for compact living, dramatic seasons, great bagels, farmers’ markets, public parks, pizza, street style, and probably about a million other things–including rural escapes!
And now we get to meet a whole new New York–the New York of babies and families and playgrounds, and see it all again through a pair of fresh eyes. I can’t wait!
Happy Anniversary, New York!
(And to all of you: a lovely weekend.)

Satisfying my sweet tooth







A new store popped up in the West Village recently that lets you indulge your (Scandanavian) sweet tooth. Sockerbit Sweet & Sweedish imports all of their candy from Sweeden, meaning that while many of the gummies and chocolates look familiar, most are new to Americans. (However the ones that look like Hershey Rolos do taste exactly like Rolos, only with much better chocolate and caramel!) I could see why the little raspberry boats (called Hallonbåtar) are such a big hit in Sweeden–delicious! The bins are all priced at $13/pound, which isn’t cheap, but it wasn’t stopping some young boys from literally attacking their favorites.

The place is stark white and it’s worth going in just to take in the ambiance (which seems to attract tall blondes, if that’s any help).

P.S. Not quite sure what mixed message I was trying to send Aron: Have a sweet day/I’m giving you the finger…

Inspiration under-foot


Aron and I recently stopped into the Cooper Square Hotel’s restaurant and bar, The Trilby, in search of non-alcoholic beers (no luck, but we came back for brunch), and was taken with the beautiful garden and dining room. We especially loved their rugs and wood tables. Aren’t they beautiful?    

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