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People person

4 Jun

Arriving at Financier Pâtisserie for morning pain au chocolat, I found myself in line behind an elderly Russian woman.  At the time there was only one associate manning the counter, and combined with this woman’s dire need for perfect, unbroken pastries, they proceeded to take ten minutes of my life.  In the meantime, a few other customers arrived.  One, a Wall-Streeter who stood by, when a second associate stepped in behind the counter and started, “Sir, what can I get for you?”
He physically relocated and cut in front: “Excuse me.”
I loudly muttered under my breath: “Damn right, excuse you.”
He turned and looked quizzically: “Sorry?”
“You heard me.  I was here well before you.”
“I didn’t think you understood [the associate].”
I rolled my eyes and used fingers to mark points: “Okay first, you’re insulting my intelligence.  Second, you’re telling me I wouldn’t understand [the associate], why, ’cause I’m Asian?  You weren’t even respectful enough to mention, ‘Oh, she was here before me.'”
Completely baffled, to the associate: “I’m sorry, she was here before me.”
Damn right.

Spring?

21 Mar

This morning I woke up to rain; I swear I was away from the window for no more than 10 minutes and when I returned it was snow.  What to do with the moody weather?  Cozy up in bed with the laptop, watch TV, and eat macarons.
Though honestly, the macarons from Bisous Ciao were really not good.  First, the batter was inconsistent, and second, the buttercream and jam fillings were overly rich with very buttery consistency and oil.

Back to work

12 Jan

Is it?  Today New York’s managing its second snow storm of the season.  To be frank, it was all talk; the storm stopped as of early this morning, and premature calls for a snow day (and weather emergency) were certainly unnecessary.

Though I didn’t go off the grid, I still reached a wonderful state of relaxation.  The Boyfriend humored my playing housewife — rearranging the apartment, shopping, and cooking to my heart’s content.  He still had his fair share, like maintaining the apartment, which is near impossible because he throws everything all over the place.
I love how delicious, fluffy egg croissants and boxes of macarons from Macaron Café fill my days now.  Often when the Boyfriend comes home from work, we go for a walk and end up embarking on some adventure, and for that reason, that’s why I love New York.  I can’t see myself parting with this city for any permanent period of time.
My 23rd was sweetly celebrated with a dinner at Naya Mezze & Grill, a Lebanese restaurant I’ve been eyeing for several months now.  It was worth the wait!
Kibbé trio – trio of beef dumplings stuffed with minced beef, eggplant, and cumin
Did you know: at Naya beef and lamb are grass-fed, and chicken are naturally-raised.  Grass-fed and naturally-raised take “organic” to the next level — yes!
Batata harra – spicy sauteed cubes of potatoes with fresh coriander
I loved this dish mainly because of its similarity to french fries; the potato cubes were so crisp and wonderfully spiced.
Chicken shawarma – strips of marinated chicken roasted on a skewer and served with garlic sauce
When the waiting staff learned it was my birthday, they insisted on celebrating with some champagne!  Later, a group of friends joined the Best Friend (whose birthday was the day after), the Boyfriend and me for drinks at the lush Pegu Club, which was a great way to taper off the holiday.

If you like my manicure in the photo above, I’m sporting OPI’s “Lucerne-tainly Look Marvelous.” Although the lacquer is from FW 2010, metallic, opalescent shades are still dominating the upcoming SS 2011.  It produces an edgy yet polished — pardon the pun — look.  My current favorite is Chanel’s Pearl Drop (Shade 511).  Also, check out Chanel’s Limited Edition Steel.

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Curry Friday

27 Nov

Once I sat for breakfast at Macaron Café, I decided on a food adventure rather than one of shopping.  Though admittedly I still made a stop by Bloomingdale’s.  So the Boyfriend later found me, shopping bag in one hand and box of macarons in the other, and together we strolled down Fifth Avenue stopping for candied oranges at Michel Cluizel then crossing town for some long sought-after Japanese curry at Go! Go! Curry!

Shrimp curry
Katsu curry

The dishes didn’t seem like much, but underneath the topping and spicy yet sweet curry was a big mound of rice — very satisfying and yummy.

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