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That’s the Bramble from Little Branch, a charming underground speakeasy in the West Village. Behind a solitary, unobtrusive door lingering on an unsuspecting corner are steps that lead to a warmly lit room whose grooved ceilings, dust yellow walls and gently clinking glasses envelop you in old world enchantment. Slip into a high-backed [...]

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I’ve been terribly distracted lately and I apologize. Spring’s coming and I think I caught the fever. Warm weather has wriggled its way into my brain, affecting my perception. I feel like I’m noticing my neighborhood for the first time, finding delight in the various wooden doorways that adorn the brownstones on my street, and [...]

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I’m home for a few days. I like looking out at the trees in our backyard, some with curving leaves still hanging from branches, rusty hooks suspended against the bleak sky. On the ground the leaves look chalky, shivering and scattering when the wind blows. It feels like fall, but Hi, spring. You’ve finally arrived. [...]

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Last time I was home, Maggie took me to her favorite sandwich shop, Darwin’s, located down a lovely, shady curve of Mt. Auburn Street. It’s a cozy coffee and cookie cafe on one end and a sandwich source on the other, both areas filled with fresh flowers. In between, it’s a mini-grocery outpost stock full [...]

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On Robert Sietsema’s recommendation, T. and I made the trip to Jersey City for a meal at Udupi Shri Krishna Palace. While waiting for Gabe, who was overjoyed we were visiting his neighborhood, we walked the glittery length of Newark Avenue, ducking into shops to watch small crowds of customers order sev puri and samosas. [...]

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Anthony was fascinated by the recipe for the Polish Hunter’s Choucroute that appeared in the New York Times a few weeks ago. The recipe calls for, among other ingredients, 8 ounces of thick cut smoked bacon, 2 pounds of smoked ham, smoked pig knuckles, ham hocks, smoked goose or smoked duck, sausages, and kielbasa. I [...]

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In the spring of 2004, I spent the semester in D.C., interning at the Sackler Gallery. When it wasn’t raining, I would walk to work at the National Mall from my dorm in Dupont Circle, taking pictures of the flowerbeds surrounding the embassies along the way.

In my last post, I mentioned the cherry blossoms [...]

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