I'm glad she got me this. It lived up to what I thought it would be. It's a sparkly, foil-y pewter (in the same vein as Zoya FeiFei or Sinful Colors Winter Wonder) with gold and green particles mixed in. The formula was good and I only needed two coats. And damn if I haven't come to love the huge stupid paddle brushes on these polishes. I remember a time when I hated them, but now I like how they cover my relatively small nails in only two quick strokes. It took me three years, but I guess I've finally warmed up to this brand.
Here are some things we did this weekend.
We went to go see Inventing Abstraction at MoMA. No photos allowed inside the exhibition, but this one is of me in front of Newman's Vir Heroicus Sublimis, one of my favorite paintings in the permanent collection.
We finally got to Katz's Deli, which you may remember from this scene in When Harry Met Sally... which is my favorite movie of all time. We meant to do this last summer but it just never happened. We actually spent a whole day in Lower Manhattan, so it was good to see some different things since I live so far uptown.
The placemat. We got pretty excited about basically everything in this place.
I got half a Ruben. I'm off of bread now, so this picture is just for show. I'm eating off the sauerkraut like any normal person would.
And the verdict is: this Katz's is not overrated. The wait may look long, but it was totally reasonable. The food came fast and it was REALLY GOOD.
We had matzo ball soup with our half sandwiches. It was also very good.
We went to this place in Nolita that only serves rice pudding (Rice to Riches on Spring Street between Mott and Mulberry if you're interested). That's it. You can't get anything else. This is the honey graham flavor with graham crumbles on top. I would definitely go back...except I felt pretty bad about myself after eating it (and we shared that one).
We walked the Brooklyn Bridge, which made us feel a little better about the rice pudding. We had wanted to do this last summer, but we sort of...couldn't find it from the Brooklyn side. Plus it was hot. So we skipped it. It was like 25 degrees this day. A good trade-off? I'm not sure. But I'm glad we did it.
Here I am with the sign under one of the arches on the bridge.
We had tea at Alice's Tea Cup, an Alice in Wonderland-themed restaurant. I'd actually been there one time before (and Sam picked the place via Googling and was trying to surprise me...the odds were very small that I'd actually been somewhere random like this to eat before).
Sam's brunch. Our Earl Grey.
We also hit up The New Museum and The National Academy Museum (not pictured). I enjoyed both to the extent that I'm mentally able to enjoy contemporary art (which isn't much; even though I'm an art historian I just don't understand pretty much anything after 1975). We also went to Ground Zero since we were in Lower Manhattan, and this old church right by the site. Which was very sad. But aside from that we had a really nice time.
When she left I got sad. And I am honestly relieved that I did. I was telling Sam that lately I can't seem to shift out of neutral with my emotions. It's like there is a baseline. And when you're happy your mood goes above that baseline; when you're sad, it dips below it. But for the past three weeks I've been right in the middle. I am not excited or happy about anything, but I'm also not upset or actively sad. It's a feeling like everything is a little hazy and I'm watching myself act from a distance and not even inhabiting my own self. I can't describe it well. I'm wondering if maybe I am depressed. I can't tell. When Sam left was the only time I have felt any acute emotion since I got back to New York, and mostly it was just a pang of longing for company. It was nice to have someone there when I woke up and someone there to talk to before I went to sleep at night. Sometimes I don't talk to anyone all day, and it's such a difficult thing.
So that brings me back to why long weekends are hard. Most people look forward to them, but really all I can do is tell myself that I will get through these days and that time will keep passing and that I will get to see my family again soon. It's staying light longer and the sun is shining brighter and I know that spring is just over the horizon, so that's also something to look forward to. Also I got a new Pantone-appropriate blazer that I'm eager to wear soon. I'm not sure how to end this on a high note. Maybe I'll just say that I'm really glad I got to see Sam. There probably isn't anything I would have rather done this weekend.