And then just as I was getting ready to stand the heat, it got a little bit cool. It got a little bit cool, and I got caught in the rain, and then I got a little snuffly. Snuffles for me means naps. So the weekend was mostly a home weekend. A curled-up-in-bed-with-a-book, eating-peaches weekend. A macaroni-and-cheese weekend. A sweets-in-spite-of-snuffles weekend. There was good noodle soup and agua fresca. There was finally making it over the to the High Line, which could not be any sweeter if it tried, for a breezy evening stroll. There was lemon gelato with ladies, and Meryl in all her glory coupled with enough popcorn to make me want to throw up. And then there was walking home in the rain, a melon balanced on my hand.
And the weekend's crowning glory: At long last, a proper doughnut shop. A proper doughnut shop with stools and checkered floors. A doughnut shop with counter-folk in paper hats (or if not actual paper hats, most certainly implied ones). A 24-hour doughnut shop, my friends, which means I am officially home.
9 maids a-milking:
Hope the snuffles are over soon, my sweet :)
DONUT! yay
what did you think of J&J, pray?
Donuts! Yum.
I really liked Julie/Julia. Or at least was enough enamoured of the My Life in France/Meryl is amazing parts to more than make up for whatever was going on with Amy Adams' hair. And Stanley Tucci + suspenders and cardigans? Oh. My.
I know. Amy Adams is shiny shiny shiny and they made her sort of snarky and gray. And the hair was lame.
But I heart Meryl.
i have been eating so many (too many) donuts recently!
24 hour donuts?? you're going to be needing to take me for some of those.
Poor Manda, I hope your snuffles snuffle off soon.
Oh! I love a donut. I must try this place!
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