Tuesday, July 31, 2012

you'd never think that paddling in half an inch of water could feel so good

In fact, it felt so good I had to look away from the camera. I'm very dramatic like that;O) No but seriously, I think that shallow (albeit aesthetically pleasing) waddle pool was the best part of visiting the High Line yesterday. That and the watermelon slushie.

This made Johan so happy. Me, less so.

On Sundays, they're showing True Blood on a big screen in a dive bar just around the corner. I'm kind of done with vamps, but Johan is still as excited as ever about the show, so I tagged along the other night. How often do you get to watch TV shows in a bar anyhow.


Monday, July 30, 2012


We lunched at a restaurant down by the harbor, while the fishermen unloaded their catch nearby. The town seemed oddly devoid of people, albeit in a nice and calming way. Plus, it had some of the nicest old houses I've come across on this side of the Atlantic. You know, genuinely old. Not fake old.

Hammonasset Beach State Park

The beach is only one and a half hour outside New York, so we made a pit stop there for a last swim before heading back to the city.

Sunday, July 29, 2012

Provincetown. At the tip of Cape Cod.

LEGO candy!


I figured I'd quickly show you Johan's summer read, which I think was very consistent with the whole Maine/lobster theme.

Kennebunkport. Home of The Clam Shack and George W. Bush

I'll spare you pictures of our $65 motel room off the I-95 outside Providence and jump right to our Kennebunkport B&B, as well as the lobster roll we had for dinner, which is supposedly nothing less than Maine's best. (According to whom, you wonder? Well according to the topnotch culinary guide The Travel Channel, that's who. Apparently it won something called The Food Wars. And if a food has won a war, you know it must be good - that's what I've always said.)

Anyway, while I don't quite get what lobster rolls are all about, it was quite fun to sit there on a seaside parking lot and eat one full pound of lobster in a hot dog bun along with a whole bunch of French-Canadians, who had come down to Maine for the same thing. (Wait, is there something wrong with that sentence? I had a side of fries. I didn't eat the Canadians. Just so we're clear.)

Saturday, July 28, 2012

So, about the road trip

At the risk of offending my many, many readers from the land of the rising sun, we've been joking that we've been quite the Japanese tourists on our road trip along the New England coast. Even though we were only gone from Tuesday morning to Friday night, we managed to visit nothing less than 9 cities, towns and villages. Nine.

That's 3 states. Three.

That's bang for your buck right there;OP

I am taking the liberty to inform you of our itinerary so that I myself can be reminded of it if one day, a couple of years down the road, I may have forgot where I went that summer of 2012.

Ok, so here's where we went:

New York, NY - Newport, RI - Providence, RI - Marblehead, MA - Kennebunkport, ME (which turned out the be where the Bush'es reside in summer) - Plymouth Rock, MA - Cape Cod, MA (incl. Yarmouthport, Provincetown and Hyannisport, where we tried and failed to locate the Kennedy compound) - Hammonasset Beach State Park, CT - New York, NY- Phew, busy but good!


I just got back from a semi-adventurous New England road trip, and while I do have lots of pictures and anecdotes to share, I first have to get something major off my chest:


I feel tempted to add multiple exclamation marks after the sentence above, because "giddy with excitement" doesn't quite convey the state that I was in after it occurred to me that the woman in black, whom I felt mysteriously compelled to gawk at even though I know it's rude, was in fact her. If you're curious (which I would be if it was you who had spotted her), I can tell you that she looked kind of like she does in this picture, except she had more eyeliner on. She was taller than I had imagined, but was every bit as cool and awkward-looking as she is in Girls (albeit fancier dressed). Of course I felt like throwing myself around her neck because she, like so many other female humorists and comedians, makes me - and everyone else I bet - feel that she could be my best friend in the whole wide world: Awesomely cool but totally relatable and un-intimidating.

Lena, in the unlikely but not entirely impossible event that you follow my blog, I thank you for walking down Avenue A at that exact moment. It was one of my best celebrity sightings ever.   

Monday, July 23, 2012

guilty pleasures. sticky too.

I think this is something like the 20th picture of an ice cream cone that I post in the 5 years that I've kept this blog, and when I think of it, I think I've seen a gazillion pictures of perfectly centered ice cream cones on a gazillion other blogs throughout the years.

I kind of like that there's this unspoken agreement among us bloggers that when it comes to ice cream, seeing pictures of it is the next best thing to indulging in it yourself :O)

Anyway, I shared the cherry dip below with Johan today. I didn't have a hot dog, but just thought it looked so deliciously vulgar against the backdrop of the American flag, that I couldn't help but stop, point and shoot.

Yesterday's Highlight...

...was sandwiches from Mile End at their recently opened Bond Street branch. Yum.

Sunday, July 22, 2012

Sunday at Tompkins Square Park

Hello from the East Village:O) We arrived on Thursday, but with jet lag and lost luggage to boot, I've been feeling a bit all over the place, and so it wasn't until this morning that I remembered to bring my camera along outside.

And what a pleasant morning it's been. We got iced coffee at 9th Street Espresso and spent a good half hour watching the big dogs play at the dog run before taking a stroll through the green market:O)

Saturday, July 14, 2012

my beach tennis game face

I figured your life would be better if you got to familiarize yourself with my beach tennis dental situation.

a day at the beach

Really I should have titled this post "ONEHUNDREDANDSIX!!!" as Johan and Johan managed to shoot their pink little ball back and forth a full 106 times (and they've been raving about it ever since). When I joined I think we made it to 7, but I'm posting a picture of myself mid-game nonetheless, as I kind of think it looks like I have legs that go on for miles (which is so far from the truth, you have no idea).

By the way, wanna hear something else? I have a constant overbite when I play beach tennis.

Wednesday, July 11, 2012

The Botanical Gardens, Lund University

That's it. I've officially grown old. Visiting the Botanical Gardens in Lund was by far one of the most exciting things I've done in a long time. I think I might even have peed my pants a little when I saw the lettuce in the second picture.