soaking up whatever sunlight I can find
reading Where’d You Go Bernadette by Maria Semple
appreciating being able to visit the David Bowie exhibit again before it closes
finding myself unprepared for wintertime
drinking white tea with blueberry honey
preparing for celebrating American Thanksgiving this weekend
celebrating purple Thursdays, still.
thinking about tradition
looking outside at the snow
listening to the Mighty Boosh radio series
I always get asked, ‘Where do you get your confidence?’ I think people are well meaning, but it’s pretty insulting. Because what it means to me is, ‘You, Mindy Kaling, have all the trappings of a very marginalized person. You’re not skinny, you’re not white, you’re a woman. Why on earth would you feel like you’re worth anything?’
Mindy Kaling on the attention paid to her appearance, Parade Magazine
We ate brunch at Ted’s Bulletin twice during our visit to Washington DC. We weren’t willing to stray to try another restaurant when we had enjoyed our food and visit to Ted’s so much. I always enjoy a creatively laid out menu and their old-timey newspaper drew me right in.
And did you know? You can dance half an hour on just two slices of bread? Ah, those old advertisements sure know how to draw you in.
One of the delightful things that Ted’s is known for are their (seasonal) homemade pop-tarts. Homemade pop-tarts. I know. We sampled four out of the six current options and were not disappointed. Let me take you on a photo journey of our choices.
Chocolate nutella pop-tart.
Blueberry cheesecake pop-tart.
Brown sugar cinnamon pop-tart.
Toasted coconut pop-tart.
Sure the other food was good, too – but the pop-tarts were the thing that stole the show at each of our brunches. The flavours rotate depending on the season. I can only imagine how good the autumnal ones are. I definitely recommend a visit if you’re visiting DC; be forewarned it will be packed! Put your name in and go for a walk or grab a coffee while you drool in anticipation.
Therapists want to help us throw out what is unwanted and keep only what is wanted. but what is left may not be very much. If we try to throw away what we don’t want, we may throw away most of ourselves.
Peace Is Every Step, Thich Nhat Hanh
Not all pizzas are created equal. Cooked in wood-burning ovens. Crusts shaped into hearts on a whim. The cheese, oh goodness, the freshness of the cheese.
The singular version is cannolo, but who is ever ordering just one? Eating fresh cannoli will rekindle any love affair you have previously had with ricotta cheese.
Brioche with Gelato
I know, I know. Gelato is delicious, you say. I agree. But you know what is even more amazing? Gelato smooshed inside buttery eggy layers of freshly baked brioche. It is the ice cream sandwich of your dreams.
Cappuccino / Coffee
Coffee is cheaper than water so dive in. (I’m wary of ordering cappuccinos in Toronto because they are often poorly made lattes in disguise.) Not the case in Italy; I didn’t have one sub-par cappuccino.
The Library of Congress is amazing. Of course, as an entity it is United States’ national library, the research library of Congress, and the oldest federal cultural institution in the United States. It is one of the two largest libraries in the world (by shelf space and number of books). And it doesn’t just include printed works but audio as well! Take a list on the National Jukebox and explore the old recordings.
I had no idea the building would be as gorgeous as it is. Even if you’re a library hater (seriously?! I don’t think this is the blog for you) – I would recommend a visit. It’s (mostly) physically located in three buildings on Capitol Hill which are connected by underground passageways so that you only need to pass through security once in a single visit.
The Thomas Jefferson building is stunning and filled with sculptures, murals and inspirational quotes about books, reading, and knowledge. You’re able to look down into the Reading Room from up above and if you have a LoC library card, you can go in (!) as well as request materials. Only high-ranking officials are allowed to remove reading materials from the reading rooms.
I could have spent days here. Next time, with my LoC library card in hand, maybe I will. They have an entire room devoted entirely to family trees and genealogy, which I think could be a fascinating project. Applying and receiving a library card is a relatively basic procedure (20-30 minutes) and is hands down, the happiest I’ve ever looked on an ID card.
I want [female characters] to be allowed to be weak and strong and happy and sad – human, basically. The fallacy in Hollywood is that if you’re making a ‘feminist’ story, the woman kicks ass and wins. That’s not feminist, that’s macho. A movie about a weak, vulnerable woman can be feminist if it shows a real person that we can empathize with.
–Natalie Portman, Elle UK magazine
stretching into the morning
drinking hot cocoa
reading Far from the Tree: Parents, Children, and the Search for Identity by Andrew Solomon
finding the energy to write
walking the line of wellness
reminding myself of the little things
craving swimming time
researching stones healing properties
thinking about being a mermaid
listening to Valerie June‘s album “Pushin’ Against a Stone”
happy for all the recently engaged people in my life
There’s a familiarity to seeing iconic buildings and memorials that feels so comfortable. These places have always been a part of the political landscape represented in pop culture. When we visited the Lincoln Memorial, I was overtaken with emotion. The immensity of the classic Greek architecture towers around you. There are 36 columns, one for each of the 36 states in the Union at the time of Lincoln’s assassination.
The statue of Lincoln himself is much larger than I had realized. If the statue Lincoln was to stand, he would be 28 feet tall. The interior has inscriptions from Lincoln’s second inaugural address and his Gettysburg Address.
It is for us the living rather to be dedicated here to the unfinished work which they who fought here have thus far so nobly advanced.
I love David Bowie. That isn’t exactly shocking. A lot of people do; it isn’t a solitary love. As for many people my age, it all started with a journey through Labyrinth. I’ve been lucky enough to see him in concert twice (once as part of Moby’s Area2 Festival in 2002 and once for the Reality tour in 2004). His music has been an underlying soundtrack.
The exhibition David Bowie Is originally opened at the Victoria and Albert Museum in London, England. I had flights of fancy about making a pilgrimage to see the show but instead crossed my fingers it would tour somewhere in North America. Low and behold, it did! And I didn’t even have to travel – its world tour premiered right here in Toronto at the AGO on September 25th.
It features costumes, art, film, sound, and ephemera from David Bowie’s entire music career in a non-linear format.
We got the chance to visit last week and it didn’t disappoint. There were so many different little nooks and rooms. Some of my favorite highlights was seeing his handwritten song lyrics and the costumes (and shoes) from stage performances. Kansai Yamamoto’s glittery great creations for the Aladdin Sane tour, the tattered Alexander McQueen Union Flag coat, his sketches as a teen…seeing these things in person was breath-taking for me.
The accompanying audio shifts as you move through the exhibit; part of my joy was seeing people start to dip their heads to the beat in their headphones in unison. Near the end there was large projections of amazing live performances that gave me goosebumps.
Book your visit in advance; it is at the AGO until November 27th!