Sunday, August 15, 2010

Brooklyn and Beer

This was an eventful weekend, or Saturday, I guess. Friday I worked, walked through the park, and then curled up with generic brand oreos and Netflix. Saturday I went to the Brooklyn Flea Market with Laura and Emily, my two summer loves. The flea market has everything from tacos to jewelry to lawn furniture. It's a fun place to wander around and try on crazy, polyester jump suits and gorgeous but overpriced, homemade jewelry. I got a leather bag for $10 that makes me feel super collegiate and now I'm pumped for school. Can't believe I go back in 2 weeks. Anyway, after getting lost in a charming part of Brooklyn, we took the subway to the Lower West Side and got dinner.

Jeff called and asked if I wanted to go to Brooklyn with him to a flower shop that has a bar in the back. This place was deep in the heart of Brooklyn, but it was super charming. The backyard is enclosed by ivy covered fences and it has little tables all over, where friends and even young couples with their infants were just hanging out. After a couple beers, I headed back home and he went to meet up with a few friends. Then at 11 we went to Harlem to a new International Bier Garten that just opened. I've never been to a bier garten before and of course I assumed there should be shrubbery around--it does sound like "garden" after all. Jeff made fun of me for this assumption. Regardless, we had fun and I've discovered that I genuinely love beer but not the cheap, nasty, college-party stuff. I'm nervous to go back to Athens with this new found love and little ammo to support the passion.

Anyways, today I went to the LES and got dinner with Jeff. Afterwards we stopped at a bakery and the woman had just pulled huge chocolate chip cookies out of the oven. Gooey, delicious, and as big as my face. AMAZING. I walked to the subway stop in the rain with my warm cookie; such a good moment. These past few weeks have been great. I finally feel in tune with the city and now I'm about to leave. Fingers crossed I'll be here next year. Better cross those toes too.

NIGHT.

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