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Tuesday, March 09, 2004
Had lunch with Melissa at Angelica's Kitchen. Vastly overrated. The dessert was delicious but the food was really not very good. Melissa hardly touched hers.
As for the customers, why is it that vegetarians have to look sick and morose and eat in slow mo? I know careful chewing is supposed to be good for you but come on, is it really necessary to take micro bites out of your sandwich and take 45 minutes to munch on three green leaves? At places like this there's always somebody reading a particularly deep and abstruse book. Gee, and I thought eating and reading was a big no no. Aren't you supposed to be in the moment? To transform the act of feeding yourself into a mindful meditation?
So, as I said, Melissa basically fasted and I had to buy her a giant popcorn at the movies. We saw Confessions of a Teenage Drama Queen and we loved it. It's silly, it's girlie, it's funny.
While waiting in line I got to observe an assortment of NY moms and a couple of dads. Some of the moms were clearly of the single-woman-with-the-biological-clock-problem variety. Blonde, fair skinned not-so-young women with Asian kids whom they treat like the second coming of the Christ.
On my way back to drop Melissa home I stumbled upon a great new shop, Mogu, where I just HAD to buy a multicolored cushion.
In the evening I went out to a pub with Nicolas and then for dinner at a Japanese restaurants. Saint Patrick's is fast approaching and the Irish pubs are getting an older clientele and the mandatory folk bands.
Lunch with Pilar at a new place on 9th Avenue (I think). It's all white and it looks almost like a lab. It also has a very good mojito.
We then went to the movies at the Lincoln Center.
Here the crowd is much older and disheveled. Lots of those older ladies who seem to be waging a private war against the art of hair styling and are always eating out of plastic bags buried somewhere in their purses. Here too people read deep books while waiting for the movie to start. Unfortunately all this supposed sophistication does not exempt them from being grossly ill mannered. Today one guy was shouting "asshole" at another (I was already giddy with anticipation, I really thought they might hit each other, then I remembered where I was and had to let go of the excitement) and some shouting match one row before us when one woman arrived late and needed three of those ladies with no hair dos to to let her get to it. Not a whole lotta love lost there.
After the movies we crossed over to the new Time Warner mall and Fresh Fields. Here we were in hipland again. Butch looking lesbian couples, downtown kids, plenty of foreigners, The supermarket is spectacular though.
Even NYC is a small town
Yesterday, Monday, I had an appointment with a new dentist. As a matter of fact, with a new dentist that has just started working with my old dentist. This new guy (he is the last one on the right, in brown) is the one who will be doing my implants. Well, we knew each other. He lives in my building. His brother does too. Now, how many dentists are they in the city????? 8:47 AM
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