tried their frozen banana softserve concoction at the Kickstarter Film Festival on Saturday and was blown away by the deliciousness. the tastiest thing I’ve had in a while and really, it’s JUST BANANAS! their kickstarter project has only 15 days left to meet their funding goal.
My friend Jon was doing the 52 in 52 reading challenge, and somewhere around mid-February I realized that I might be reading on that schedule as well without really trying (I fell a bit short). Late night at my birthday party, we challenged each other to read more than the other by June 30 (loser buys the other dinner). I took this challenge seriously. Here’s my reading list after 6 months with some brief notes. Anyone want to book swap? Do you have any good recs?
1. The Old Man and Me, Elaine Dundy (society London in the 60s. loved.) 2. Cloud Atlas, David Mitchell (a bit mind-bending, loved the first few sections. I cast half the movie in my head and then was proved right by IMDB) 3. White Noise, Don DeLillo (hilarious. this book could be about now, just minus internet references. I kept checking to see when it was published—1985—because it seemed so timely) 4. Zeitoun, Dave Eggers (amazing book. powerful. about one family’s post-Katrina experience in New Orleans and the crazy aftermath of racial profiling) 5. Book of Common Prayer, Joan Didion (loved Play it While it Lays, took a while to get into this but then couldn’t put it down.) 6. Passing, Nella Larsen (eh. not great but an interesting topic of a black woman who “passes” as white in 1920s Harlem. just like reading NYC books) 7. Democracy, Joan Didion (liked but maybe not as much as her other fiction. original edition found for $1 at the used book store on N. 3rd Street!) 8. Just Kids, Patti Smith (saw her a book awards reading so figured I should buy her award-winner. so touching and personally significant, since my musician dad always told stories about a lot of the places she + Robert Mapplethorpe went to. plus, I’ve had an egg cream at the Gem Spa. probably my favorite of the year. read it!) 9. Heartburn, Nora Ephron (ugh. why did I read this book? great scene about how gritty the NYC subway was in the 80s though. the main character is followed and robbed of her engagement ring because she forgot to take it off) 10. Playing with the Grownups, Sophie Dahl (story of a British girl’s bohemian coming of age.) 11. The White Album, Joan Didion (kind of funny to read about some of the same people Patti Smith hung out with, but just on the West Coast. the essay about freeway driving is one of the few pieces of writing that perfectly encapsulates what it felt like to live in Los Angeles. the Noah Baumbach film Greenberg was one of the first movies to capture the feeling for me as well) 12. My Uncle Oswald, Roald Dahl (turns out he wrote naughty/hilarious fiction for grownups) 13. Yellow Dog, Martin Amis (hated him for being a misogynist after two pages but it mellowed out a bit. good character overlap of seemingly disconnected worlds within modern-day UK. unexpected themes of violence and incest, but love a fictional king of England) 14. Kapitoil, Teddy Wayne (got this at the NYPL Young Lions Fiction Awards. loved this. an account of a young computer programmer from Qatar who arrives in NYC in 1999.) 15. Vida, Patricia Engel (another Young Lion award winner. stories told by a child of Columbian immigrants set in New Jersey, NYC, and Miami. good voice.) 15. Citrus County, John Brandon (another Young Lion book. intense story, well written, hard to put down!) 16. Story of My Life, Jay McInerney (probably the trashiest of the books I read. one of the ones selected from the library due to author recognition and being a paperback. read mostly on the hammock at Beaver Brook, which was a stark contrast to the late-80s drugged out excess in the book) 17. Roald Dahl, Switch Bitch (stories, one about the character in Uncle Oswald. twisted, humorous, SO GOOD. what. a. perv.) 18. Meg Wolitzer, Uncoupling (I must have read a review of this somewhere to request it from the library. do not recommend! about a “spell” cast on a small town high school in New Jersey where the women/teenagers start withholding sex. ) 19. Me Talk Pretty One Day, David Sedaris (didn’t really love his writing but having one myself, I found the stories featuring his Greek father funny. in retrospect, the essays about learning French were spot on—I just went to Paris and do not speak the language either) 20. One Day, David Nicholls (by the author of Starter for Ten, a James McAvoy movie about a college trivia tv competition in the 80s. unfortunately saw the trailer for the upcoming movie after checking this out of the library but before reading, so I had Anne Hathaway’s toothy grin in my head for the first couple hundred pages. turned out to love this book and got a little teary at the end. such a sucker for romances/British humor) 21. As She Climbed Across the Table, Jonathan Lethem (read this on the beach in Montauk after my 70 mile bike ride. first few pages made it seem like a softcore Physics porn story, turned out to be a weird surrealist Physics romance, sort of.) 22. Unaccustomed Earth, Jhumpa Lahiri (read this while traveling alone in Europe, which turned out to be appropriate because of the perapatetic nature of the characters, which took place in Italy, Seattle, Boston, among other spots and the common theme of being from somewhere else)
It seems to me that the city has become a much better place for bikers in the past five years (increased bike lanes, more bikers, more awareness for bike safety). I wish this were a more encouraging article! I know plenty of fearless female bikers.
I’ve been a regular bike commuter for 4 years now, first from Brooklyn to Brooklyn and now Brooklyn to Manhattan. I started biking around my neighborhood (then Greenpoint) and graduated to biking with friends to work in Dumbo, eventually making the daily commute myself, through the winter even, layered in two coats, down Kent Ave. in the midst of all that South Williamsburg bike lane drama. I’ve been doored and flipped over my handlebars after hitting a major pothole in front of a construction site, and had many, many close calls with pigeons, busses, and cabs (not to mention those S. Williamsburg pedestrians…).
I still hear from friends that they would bike if it weren’t for the danger and sweat factors. I’m definitely not a fearless person, so I can only equate my ability to bike in the city (though, admittedly, I don’t often go above 14th Street and do avoid Chinatown/TriBeCa) to learning surfing: you just let go of the fear and go with the flow. To the sweat averse: bring an extra shirt and splash cold water on your face, and maybe grow your bangs out for the summer to avoid helmet head.
I subbed in ginger for the nutmeg and used half whole wheat flour and made mini loaves (shorter cooking time, people like tiny things, etc). It was deliciously boozy, but not too much so. Highly recommend this recipe. Would be fine to substitute yogurt or applesauce for part of the butter.
(found via Helen Rice via twitter. the internet is good for baking!)