With this new phdlite era, about which I could not be more pleased, I'd like to contribute a top 10 list from my recent trip to visit nyc, regarding specifically my observations and reflections on its prima-resident, yeldah.
10. Yeldah greeted me in typically unpredictable form: by scaring the living bejesus out of me. As I finished my 1 story commute via elevator (who needs stairs these days?) to the much less impressively named "2W" (more like 2badit'snotphd), I looked up, jumped, and screamed all at the same time. Why, you ask? Instead of seeing a closed 2w door, I saw hadley (in the housedress she gave to me and then reclaimed). Shocking. I decided the only way to calm down was to down 3 glasses of wine and the assortment of refrigerator goods yeldah spread before me, including a 4 cheese quesadilla, ranier cherries, celery, hummus and an entire roast chicken. I scare and hunger easily.
9. Following my feast, I decided to ditch Yeldah and 2W for another acronym, a friend of mine who goes by, well, an acronym. I arrived back at 2W 3 hours and about 5 drinks later, and for reasons I don't fully comprehend even now in complete sobriety, I decided it was more respectful to stay the night on the couch, in my clothes. Yeld, simultaneously (we found out later), in her sleep stupor, thought I was offended by the barrier* she had set up in the middle of her bed to safeguard her body from mine. It was for this reason, she thought, that I had refused her body and her bed. The barrier, as it turns out, caused more drama than it prevented over the course of the weekend. A few nights later, (according to yeld, who reminded me frequently throughout the next day) in my sleep, I crossed the barrier with my left foot and (gasp) made contact with yeldah's right lower leg!
8. Our plan for my first full day in new york involved (the following is a quote taken from yeldah's status update): "Brunches, puppies, open houses, movies, true bloods. And all with Amy!!!" What our day ultimately ended up including was a 2pm brunch, a movie, a 3 hour nap, and see 7. I was too hungover and wooed by hadley's enormous bed to do much else. The movie, by the way, was Julie and Julia, which despite being absolutely wonderful, was also embittering. WHY DIDN'T I THINK OF THAT DAMN IDEA TO COOK THROUGH A COOKBOOK AND BLOG ABOUT IT? INSTEAD I AM HERE ON PHDLITE BLOGGING ABOUT A BLOG I WISH I HAD COME UP WITH.
7. Perhaps the event I most looked forward to of the entire trip was the Sunday 9pm airing of the latest installment in the 2nd greatest tv show on air (FNL, don't worry, you're still my number one), TRUE BLOOD. I raced home from a dinner [way. up. town.] just in time to catch the episode, which hadley had dutifully dvred (I was, I admit, 15 minutes late). Well, at about the 10 minute mark (just as things were getting unbearably good), the effing tv freezes. Yeldah, my consummate host, had unintentionally stopped the recording process, so we were left hanging in frozen despair until the next airing of trueblood a whopping TWO HOURS LATER.
6. The 11:30 airing of trueblood was amazing.
5. The next evening, Yeldah and Helkat and I met each other for dinner at Buddakan, Yeldah's favorite restaurant in the city. Yeldah really kicked off the evening with a bang by ordering a cocktail that incorporated equal parts strawberry and chipotle peppers! And perhaps even more surprising...alcohol!! Yeldah took the reigns in guiding her new ponies (that's me and hellkat) in ordering. Namely, she insisted we get the edamame dumplings. More like EdaMAMA MIA dumplings. They were pocket-full-of-heaven-sunshine-and-Yasmin-Reese delicious. (A sidenote: Yeldah, turns out I have been to Buddakan before! In Atlantic City about 3 years ago. At that establishment, the centerpiece is a huge (HUGE) golden buddah, and it was while eating dinner in his presence that I came up with my restaurant concept "Commune," a bread and wine bar featuring a big statue of Jesus.)
4. Then I played softball with John Stewart.
3. Yeldah and I also saw the movie, "The Orphan," which exceeded all of our expectations. Yeldah, in true form, made us get to the theater 45 minutes early to avoid a sold-out audience. Unbelievably, there were still seats available at the 2pm Monday showing**!! Also of note was my major existential crisis about whether to buy popcorn or not.
2. Our Tuesday morning involved a double order of pancakes, and a post-pancake nap by hadley, while I watched Sandra Lee dump oatmeal packages on top of canned apples, a treat which she lovingly referred to as a "Betty." The lady is crayzywithaycrazy.
1. Maybe you've realized, like I have, that this top 10 list isn't a list; it's just a chronological account of my visit. Bright young whippersnaps you all are. Wanna cookie?
0. Yeldah also signed into my facebook account and went sandra-lee-style-crazy with a trueblood quiz, a status update and a wallpost. I would direct you to the evidence on my wall, but I deleted that ridankadickness***.
-1. I'm now on my way to youtube to learn how to dice an onion. My soon-to-be-published cookbook, "Me and My Food: Cooking in Place of Friends" is mere slices away from the presses...
OVER AND OUT, PHDLITE4EVA,
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*A pillow.
**There were 2 other people there.
***Yeldah's newest addition to her ever-growing arsenal of made-up words.
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