My very first digital camera was purchased online sometime around 2003? It featured 3 megapixels and it was from FujiFilm. I must have read like fifty reviews just to make sure it was a good deal, and finally purchased it from Gateway. Remember them? They used to compete with Dell, and they had boxes painted like dairy cows. The best part of the camera was that they messed up on shipping and gave me two cameras. Sold one to a friend and made some extra pocket change. With that little point-and-shoot, New York City looked really cool to me. Everything was novel. I took pictures of everything. Luckily, my laptop harddrive died in 2004/5 and I don't ever back up data. Pictures of everything is nice because every day something happens and then it just goes away. Your mind doesn't have enough space to keep all the memories all the time. (That's why video is awesome, but that's for another day). The other day I walked out of my apartment to go to work. Someone stopped me with, "Hey mister, excuse me."... [Continue reading]
My one-third life crisis is not yet over, although since the NBA Playoffs are about to end, my ability to watch sports this summer will be limited to tennis (Wimboldon and U.S. Open). And then it'll be time to be a bandwagon fan for the MLB Playoffs! hurray! I've been bad about the diet, but that's ok since I started to go outside more. Right now, I'm working on my 15 foot jumper. Man, it's hard to shoot a jump shot when you only get like two inches off of the ground. The timing of releasing a basketball at the apex of a 2 inch jump means that you start your motion probably even before your jump hits 1 inch off the ground. The whole mechanics of it is mind boggling. And then when some kid is like, "Hey mister, can I shoot with you?" it interrupts my routine. Again, this is how I know that one-third of my life is gone, teenagers call me mister. Whatever, the game was 12-8, eat it kid. A fat, slow dude just beat you at basketball. Now go finish 9th grade. Oh but this post features pictures of a pie. Let's talk ab out a crack pie.... [Continue reading]
Part of me wants to really just take this blog in a new direction. I want to make it more personal and focus less on food. It might seem humorous to some of you that a food blog could get any less about food than this particular one. By any definition, I live a good life. My apartment has electricity and heat. It's got cable TV. I can spend free time watching NBA playoffs. Spending a little money on food for the blog isn't outside of my budget. And especially compared with living standards of all the six and a half billion people, I, like most folks in the U.S., have it good. There's a part of me that wonders about if there is better though. This blog has probably gone as far as it could under the current structure. To make it better I would have to hustle hard and self-promote. And if you read Wesley Yang's most recent article in NYMag, you would know that's hard for an Asian! But I'm generally of the belief that creme rises to the top, so if this blog has gone as far as it could, it's limiting factor is obvious, it's me. When I look around in the food world to see chefs with expanding empires talk about seeing the big picture and striving for excellence, I realize that my blog simply doesn't reflect the world that I wish to cover. Take this chocolate thingy I got from Bouchon Bakery in the Time Warner Center. One - I don't know the name of it. Two - I don't know how much it cost, although my Chink brain thinks it was around $3.80 after taxes. What kinda food blogger am I?!... [Continue reading]
The last time I had a cookie from Levain Bakery, my pictures made the cookie look like a pile of poo. I'm ok with a weird looking cookie that is delicious though. Now it gets even better because Levain Bakery opened up a second location in Harlem! It's a good thing for me because it's closer to my apartment, although it's a bad thing because each cookie is probably like 1,000 calories or more. Either way, it's good to see gentrification in Harlem. Some individuals may not like gentrification, however I'm a huge fan of it. It's nice to have cookies in your neighborhood.... [Continue reading]
Watching the professional basketball industry is sometimes like watching the food industry. A few weeks ago NYTimes wrote about how it's time for the pie! Move over cupcake, y'all is done! I can't tell you how often you hear that in sports. Are Kobe's knees too old? Are the Celtics too decrepit to be serious contenders again this year? Is Kevin Durant the best player in the NBA? The answers to those questions in order are: not yet, almost too decrepit, and KD is top 5 for sure. But prognostication means that you gotta be the first to talk about something, and that's how you start a trend. If indeed pies do overtake cupcakes, at some point someone would be like, "NYTimes was right all along!" And if you're the first guy to say Kevin Durant is awesome and can lead his team to a championship, then when the Thunder go deep in the playoffs, you're a genius. But hey, pies are not going to sustain this long enough to be a take-over, and KD ain't the best player in the NBA yet.... [Continue reading]
Apparently there's a lot that goes towards making an apartment a home. This shit never ends. Recently I installed some window air conditioning units.... [more]
After two weeks of Seattle posts, I think it's about time to sunset this dying category since it's just killing my page rank from shitty to shittier.... [more]
You ever do this thing where you enjoy a meal, think it's OK on the price, then later on when you think back, you realize they gave you an order of... [more]
Sometimes it's very difficult to quantify the premium you pay for being in New York City. Even within city limits, pricing changes rapidly from one... [more]
Aaaaaand more pictures from Seattle. Not much of a surprise there huh? I'm trying to go through them as fast as possible. When's the last time you saw... [more]
