ring around the moon

Friday, November 30, 2012



Went outside to walk the dog a few nights ago, when the hubby pointed out the sky. Doesn't it look so surreal? The ring stayed put, even as clouds rushed past the moon. I wonder if it was an atmospheric thing?

youtube things that are awesome

Friday, November 23, 2012

First up: Robert Pattinson hates Twilight. teehee





And also, Neil Patrick Harris has a new web show!  I am so down for this. Especially because... Nathan Fillion. Yes.


How we do: Russian style

Monday, November 19, 2012

It was my dad's birthday a few weekends ago, and like many metrosexual middle-aged Russians, he decided to celebrate in style. Namely, by renting out a little Russian restaurant (this one called Moscow Nights) and inviting a few close friends and family to ring in the big Five-Oh with him.

If you have ever had the fortune (or misfortune) to be invited to one of these parties, you will no doubt already know what goes on. If not, then I will free you of your ignorance!

Russian restaurant parties must contain the following: drinking (mostly wine and vodka), bad euro-pop, weird performances, all amidst some intense conspicuous consumption.


Note, all manner of cold salads and fish dishes sitting out on the table before the guests arrive.


A staple: pickled herring and boiled potatoes.


3 types of alcohol in one shot. Perfectly good champagne ruined by a maraschino cherry. Are we in the  right decade?


Mushrooms baked in cheese, and cheesy puff pastry. The mushroom thing was decent - I guess its hard to ruin something with an excess of cheese.


Lamb cutlets with rice. Yes, that's ketchup. Why? I don't know.


My salvation! 4th shot of vodka. *I do not advocate drinking as a solution to life's problems.


Vodka and pickles. Classic!


Russian eating usually starts with all manner of cold dishes and salads that you fill up on. By the time the main dishes arrive, no one is hungry. This is my theory as to why Russians never mastered the art of cooking meat, and why all our main dishes (like kebabs and pilaffs) come from neighbouring middle eastern cultures.

After you fill up on apps, the main dishes start coming out. One has barely enough time to snag a couple of bites before the dish is taken away and replaced with another one. Here is where the conspicuous consumption part kicks in. Over the entire night, only one or two dishes were completely eaten. The rest were likely disposed of, or given to various family members to consume over the course of several months. I guess it's not a complete waste?

There were also performances, unique poetry readings, and very "creative" dances involving men in fishnets and feather boas. Overall, a good time was had by all. I'm glad my dad has friends that value his friendship and are willing to go all out and embarrass themselves for his pleasure.

the reservoir at sunset


Spend the day in the woods...

Monday, November 12, 2012








Can't stop listening to these lately... Bloom by the Paper Kites, and Empty Hands by Art of Sleeping. 

Hipster Axes

Friday, November 9, 2012



So... this is a thing. Nothing like wielding an axe that says "compassion" on it. like... wat? I don't even.

Each one of these babies runs from $250 to $300. I'm sure they are probably good quality axes, but as someone that used to go to wood sports/lumber jack competitions (don't ask), and knows the importance of a good quality, sharp competition axe, I just can't get over the silliness. I know that were you to bring one of these puppies to an event, you would get shamed to oblivion. Are they for display or something? Isn't an axe a tool that is meant to be used? For chopping down trees and stuff?

I don't get it. I draw the line at hipster axes.

PS: you can get them here, but please don't.

Manhattan photo dump

Thursday, November 8, 2012

 







When you see it...

Prawn skewer at Yakitori Totto

Tea at the plaza. I'm pretty sure we saw a really classy prostitute with some businessmen. She was very classy.


Halloween in the Upper East Side - blood chilling!

Witch parking only, all other will be TOAD (haha)




Somebody's front door in Greenwich Village
Lunch in Chelsea market









Proenza Schouler display on 5th Ave

Manhattan hurts my feets

Tuesday, November 6, 2012

After J and I came home from Montreal, I got on a train to NYC to spend some quality time with my mom.

Unfortunately, we cut it a little too close with our hotel bookings, and ended up staying at the Jane Hotel in a 50 square-foot room with bunk beds. It was pretty awesome for what it was, but I think my mom was a little shocked at having to share a bathroom with other people on our floor. She came into the room after brushing her teeth a little shellshocked that there were young men walking about in just their towels.

The Jane Hotel is located in the Meatpacking district, right beside the High Line (everyone should walk it at least once during their trip). The feeling you get walking in the greenery with traffic and city below your feet is pretty cool.

Mostly, we spent our three days in NY walking, shopping, eating and walking some more. You know the foot ache you get from walking too much? Luckily, our shoe sizes are basically the same, so we got to switch our boots whenever our feet got tired.

First up, lunch at Momofuku Noodle Bar!

Roasted pig tails and crispy rice cakes. ggggg...




The library



The High Line


 The tower


The architecture


The park





A movie set


Laduree (because you kinda have to...)




Something I read...

Sunday, November 4, 2012


Image by Eugen Uidumac


I just read this great article in The Equals magazine, called All Alone, Together by Sarah Brysk-Cohen. It pretty much encompasses how I feel about religion and science in relation to morality, values, and love.

How can non-religious people appreciate the world around them without believing in a higher power? This article is a great answer to that question. I highly recommend a read-through. 

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