Showing posts with label eastern market. Show all posts
Showing posts with label eastern market. Show all posts

Saturday, November 8, 2008

Day 313: Sweet, sweet day

On a beautiful fall day, I headed a few blocks to visit Eastern Market, where I had a strawberry and Nutella crepe, my first crepe in the States. I used to get them in London, and hadn't realized how much I missed them until today. Maintaining the tradition started over there, I got in line with the intention of making it my lunch by getting ham and cheese, but ended up with a sweet one instead. (But I still made it my lunch.)

I also visited perhaps the craziest used book store ever, with books literally stacked floor to ceiling. I would love to take all my books and decorate a room in my house like that one day.

Picture of the cubby hole in the tree where I ate my crepe. At first it reminded me of Boo Radley's hiding place for Jem and Scout in To Kill a Mockingbird. But then I realized a woodland creature could emerge and attack at any second, and finished up crepe rather quickly.

Pictures from my phone of the trees as I walked. The leaves were far brighter and more vivid in person.

Saturday, June 14, 2008

Day 166: New new things

With every desire to stay in bed today and do nothing, I instead forced myself out of bed and into Ballston. Still planning on taking it easy and being lazy, but at least out of my pajamas and bed.

Wearing new earrings from Eastern Market, and my new Beatles Abbey Road t-shirt, I decided to do several, little new things.

First, lunch at Noodles and Company, a new-ish restaurant at Ballston Mall I've been wanting to try, which was very good. (Made with Jing, a screen capture program I came across. Pointing to my fave ingredients.)
Then, my first Adam Sandler movie in a theatre by myself. Awful. I should have taken a closer look at the movie poster, and seen the clues as to how awful it would be.
Trying to get the travesty of a "film" out of my mind, I went to Macy's and bought some sheets, the first nice, non-Target, non-twin size sheets I've bought for myself.

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I then pondered further how I could go about getting those two hours of my life back, with a Mojito lemonade at Cosi. They've been advertising these for awhile but I decided today to finally try one.
Finally, I made it back to my apartment, where I did crash on the bed with the latest episode of "Doctor Who," seeing a new episode only hours after it aired in the UK, instead of days or years later.

And that was Saturday. Whew.