I've woken up in the middle of the night. To make use of the time, I catch up on some pictures just waiting to be put up on on the internet.
This was my workview for a couple of weeks. From an office I had all to myself. Some assignments aren't bad at all.
Back when Andrew was in town we spent some time at the Met and here some of what I saw.
Place I've been liking: Bassanova Ramen, on Mott below Canal. Or should I say, "below Mott below Canal?" (note staircase leading up to the street, that's the joke I'm making)
Their green curry ramen is a winter weather wonder and their pork is some of the nicest ever set on any of my noodles.
5th Ave Christmastime Windows
Thanksgiving morning I helped deliver meals to the home bound for a church on the Upper East Side, got to go inside the church.
Thanksgiving breakfast.
Let's all help that Delivery Boy.
Samsam was in town Thanksgiving weekend. Here she shows how the town felt about her being in it.
Thanksgiving Saturday went to the MoMA with Chaunte and her folks. Don't have pictures of them, but I have some pictures of some art.
Good additions to the permanent collection right here.
Followed up with lunch and dessert at the Plaza food court
Right below the people having tea in the Palm Court.
Total mobscene at the Bryant Park rink.
Christian showing off his team jersey at tutoring.
A successful evening, I suppose: Both a basketball and football stuck on the backboard, soon followed by items thrown in an effort to free them.
Had a rolicking Christmastime FHE.
Felt like cooking spicy sausage and rice cakes, so I did. Lived off them for a week.
Last Saturday the snows came.
Matte black A8 with Utah plates.
Right there on the right, that's popular semi-underground rapper Action Bronson. As I passed him I heard him say he doesn't wear Timbs because he "likes to show [his] ankles off."
That night I brought the churros to a Feliz Navidad party. This is half of them.
Tagged along on some apartment hunting to see what's happening in Bushwick these days.
Tenants of recently and hastily vacated apartment leave behind box full of Tenant's Rights materials. Red flag?
Grandma and Grandpa had one of these!
"Elevator Building" can mean so many things.
Did you, though?
Tonight: Folks dancing to Christmas jazz in Washington Square. Pretty nice.
And workers working behind duck sheets on the way home.
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