I went up this past week to see my Twin in NYC. We had the best time, and I miss her already and wish I could smuggle her home with me in my pocket or something like that. We tried some delicious pork-belly bao, waffles+dinges from a street cart (as well as a whole lot more), a really phenomenal goat cheese empanada, and some tasty bagels at a new joint (as well as breakfast at a couple of good brunch places. Oh, I love coffee). I spent some time wandering around and finding yarn shops, and I stopped at the Natural History Museum for an hour or so (I looked at the birds. They were really cool birds. Owls remain creepy), then spent the rest of the day in Central Park (there was a fire. One of the police-golf-carts exploded. It was not that exciting from halfway across the park--it only sounded like someone had dropped something--but must've been pretty neat close up).
Mostly we hung out, spent time talking or relaxing, and she introduced me to some addicting music, as always. Oh, and we made it to the Chocolate Restaurant, which was deliciously problematic. And we watched Despicable Me--which remains one of my favorite movies. But the highlight of the entertainment was a vaudeville show called Old Hats that we saw on Wednesday evening. The show was excellent, funny, a little poignant at times, dramatic, and with a good singer/piano player and a band. It was also super exciting to spot George Takei and his partner there! I had a fan girl moment and wanted to squee giddily but I kept it under wraps, and didn't even get a picture of him because I didn't want to mess with his show-going experience, but it was so so very exciting to see him there, in the audience.
Now that I am home, and it is May, I want to knit and spin nothing, but have all the finished projects... I wonder where my motivation has gone.
