Started again with a new blog… Being a NYCdrifter in California just doesn’t make sense! Goodbye to this blog… I shall turn you into a book one day for memories. =)
Love you, New York.
2008 – 2012
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So I’ve been a little behind! I’ve been in California for 2 weeks already and New York already feels like some fantasy that never happened.
Just to explain in a nutshell, my last week in NY was filled with goodbyes and lasts of my favorite places. I also wanted to leave on a good note, so I was glad that my last 2 Broadway shows/plays were a hit! (How to Succeed & Wit.)
We also had one last really great party to say our final goodbyes. People were so sweet! They brought the very best of New York’s finest treats and desserts:
Cake from Two Little Red Hens, an adorable homey cupcake shop on the UES!
A gazillion little treats from all over! Momofuku milk bar is in there somewhere….
So my very first meal as a New Yorker was chicken & rice, so I figured it would only be right for my last meal to be chicken and rice!
Then I decided to nerd out to the max and go to Times Square before I went to bed. I realized how ugly/nasty I looked in this picture… but again, it did seem very east coasty. What do I mean? Ugly = east coasty? Umm… sorta???
How about I say that east coasters aren’t as into their looks in a certain way, and especially during a certain time of the year? It was freaking cold and I wasn’t wearing any makeup, and I didn’t give a crap. I just wanted to enjoy my city.
Here we are, in the last home we’ll ever have in Manhattan! 161 E. 89th Street.
Our subway stop.
During an episode of Mad Men, Don Draper is painting a wall. His friend is dying of cancer and he writes their names with the dates on the wall, as like a signature/statement of them being there. I asked D to do the same to our wall at home since he needed to paint.
2008-2012
Ok so what has California life been like? Well I DOVE into work, so it’s been hectic. This past weekend was the very first real weekend I had to party and play with my girlfriends.
My 29th birthday just passed, so my high school best friends drove down from SF to celebrate. We partied at my sister’s awesome bachlorette pad. She was conveniently away for the long weekend so we had the whole place to ourselves!
For any New Yorkers or non-west coasters, here’s a little taste of a typical day in California. The crystal blue skies are the best part about CA, I’m telling you. I cannot stop staring at the sky! The sunsets make me tear because it’s just so gorgeous. It’s been a LONG TIMEEE…. AHHH….
I’m home!!!!!
Where’s all the SNOW?! Today was a ridiculously warm 60 degrees or something. Not that I’m complaining but I do love winter crispness!
It made it all the more difficult to not fall in love with my walk around the city today. After ordering my usual bacon, egg and cheese on a fluffy roll with iced coffee, I headed out to watch WIT – a Broadway play that recently came out starring Cynthia Nixon. (AKA Miranda from Sex and the City!) I actually really do believe that all 4 ladies of SATC are great actresses. Watching this play made me realize it all the more! She was amazing.
Sitting in the not-so-full audience, I figured I should maybe swing around the back door and see if I can catch her. I did come at a 2pm show on a Wednesday, so this would probably be my best chance! Luckily, I only saw about 20 people crowded around and only after a few minutes she came out to sign autographs and take pictures. It was so easy! I’m always so shocked at how easy it is to meet famous people in NYC.
The crazy thing is that she’s ACTUALLY bald! She freaking shaved her head for this role. She plays a professor that is going through cancer. It was so great seeing her act in real life, she’s truly amazing. I think it’s so crazy when you get to know a certain role in an actor, and then you see them in something else and their mannerisms are TOTALLY different!
She’s also much smaller and shorter than I expected. In the SATC episodes, she always seemed to tower over everyone, but she is barely taller than me in real life! She probably lost a lot of weight for the role too, because she seemed really frail. There were people who were really bald (probably had cancer?) that were wanting to greet her. I’m sure a lot of people were touched by her role.
I’m such a dork when I meet famous people. The more I like them, the more I freeze up. I did not say one single thing to her, except when she asked me “what’s your name?” I just said “Carol.” The END. UGH. I didn’t say “I LOVE YOU, YOU WERE AMAZING, ETC.” Nope, I just stood and smiled like a huge Asian nerd. OH WELL.
Ok now I need to go backwards in time. A few days ago, I strolled through the areas where I spent most of my employed life in NYC — 5th Ave. I love this area, even though it’s super touristy. I enjoy the window shopping, the bustling streets and the beautiful view of buildings that go on for miles.
Then yesterday, I had a day at Central Park where I walked around, listened to music and just soaked in the very strong feeling I get from just being HERE. It was bittersweet. CP is definitely my favorite thing about NYC!
So beautiful.
Then tonight, D and I had one last fancy meal. I leave in 3 days and then we won’t see each other for 3 weeks, so we’ll be missing Vday and my bday celebration. We ate at Eleven Madison, which was listed first in the recent NY Magazine issue about NY’s best restaurants.
And lastly… We finally packed all of our stuff tonight! It’s crazy that our little NY life fits in 30 boxes, 3 portrait boxes and 2 bike boxes. Time to start a new life!
The movers are coming tomorrow at 10am, so we are just NOW packing the very last thing — our TV. It’s 1:00am!! Time to sleep!
It’s starting! The realization that I only have about 1 week left of New York before I officially become a Californian again. Here are a few of my “Lasts.”
My last time at Katz:
My last time at the Brooklyn Flea:
My last amazing snow fall:
My last UES girl meetup. (Thanks to these alcoholics lovely ladies, my tolerance for wine has improved from 1/4 of a glass to 2 glasses!)
My last time at my favorite neighborhood place, Via Quadronno for hot salami sandwiches and the best cappuccinos in town. Every single person I’ve taken here has LOVED it. Unfortunately I think it has officially become a touristy hot spot
They have the best tiramisu in the world! (Even for people who don’t like tiramisu like me!)
My last Weddingbee east coast meetup at Bosie Tea Parlor. The image below is a book where they placed our bill!
Mrs. Thimble, Mrs. Dahlia, Mrs. Caramel and Mrs. Lovebird!
Dahlia and I devoured this. T’was expensive but at that point I didn’t care!
Also, last night I had one more epic NY transit situation. The trains were running SO SLOW and people were PISSED. After 25 minutes of waiting for ONE subway to come, I decided to take the risk and try getting a cab outside. But of course, yesterday was RAINING and your chances of grabbing a cab at 7pm on a weekday is incredibly slim. But with rainfall on top of that? It’s INCREDIBLY slim! There were about 8-10 other people on the same 53rd and Lex corner, trying to hail a cab. It’s funny because whenever this happens, there is a very palpable awkwardness and competitiveness in the air.
There was a girl right next to me, so I asked where she was going. She was heading towards a similar direction as me, so we decided to grab one of those illegal “black cabs” because we were both running so late! We finally caught one and decided to split the bill. Unfortunately, this girl did not have any cash so she said she would pay me via PayPal on her iphone! Oh my gosh, this was such a weird situation! I have no idea if she’s really going to pay me, but I figured I was in a bind and it wouldn’t be the worst thing ever if I was out $15.
This is not the first time this has happened to me. One time, I needed a ride to the airport during a snowstorm and I shared a black cab with a MAN. I was nervous but he obviously had been trying to hail a cab for a long time and had all his luggage with him. He was a TV producer from LA so it was kind of interesting sharing your life with a complete stranger.
I’ve enjoyed many encounters with complete strangers in New York. That is one thing I wish could happen more often in LA, but people are too secluded in their enormous cars and cell phone conversations. Oh… The grass is greener ….
There’s an artist on the UES that goes around writing this on sidewalks, walls and furniture:
It’s a very cliche thing to write on stuff, but the artist seems pretty adamant about it. It’s everywhere! I think one time D saw the actual guy writing the phrase on a couch.
What does that even mean? I’m not even going to answer because I’m so very tired right now, but I just wanted to document this so that I remember that I would often walk by and see this randomly. =)
I just spent the last 2 weeks in California. It was a glimpse of what it’s going to be like for the next stage in my life, which is NOT in New York. It’s the weirdest twist of emotions. I’m so happy to be in the sunshine, around my family, driving in a car, eating with people I’ve known my whole life. New York was like my dangerous, hot fling… Basically your parents worst nightmare! (My version of Mr. NYC) Smart, fast and makes you look good.
Mr. New York had me for 3.5 years. “He” created a distance from my family, my school friends and made me see and experience really weird things. I saw psychotic bums and witnessed the wrath of Upper East Side grandmas, which is still the scariest thing I’ve ever seen. My dad keeps saying what a waste of money it was for us to come to New York and basically spend all of our money living in the most expensive city in all of the U.S. It’s funny how their generation will never understand how our generation NEEDS these types of experiences. It just doesn’t seem right to have never experience something so refreshingly DIFFERENT and eye opening. It’s sort of like gambling– you’re spending money for the experience and not for the sake of having the most amount of coins in your pocket. Some people are OK with never having to do that, but as for me — a very free spirited and curious person — I absolutely did. I’m so grateful that God paved a way for us. Even in the midst of the dirt and garbage, there were beautiful things and moments.
I’ve started my new job working for my sister and it feels good to be working again. Working as in being in a workspace around people, bustling and making phone calls. I really do enjoy busywork and I’m glad to see that my life will be full of interaction.
The best parts are spending time with my family, and it’s taken me a lot of time away from them to really appreciate them. I especially am looking forward to being with my grandparents more, who seem to have aged a LOT more quickly in the past few years. =( My grandma, who used to be the most chipper and happiest person ever, is now saying crazy things like how she’s prepared to die. The saddest thing I had to do was chop up apples and food into tiny little pieces so that my grandparents could eat them… it’s like they’re children again! It’s so sad… but she gets soo happy when she sees me that she tears up! I should definitely visit her more often.
My grandpa is really funny. He’s the typical Asian type that cannot stop working, even when he’s over 90 years old. He always makes inventions, and these are a couple of his latest works. A massage chair made of these random little balls?!
One thing I love about my parents house is how SPACIOUS it is! They recently renovated (due to a flood) and it looks soo bright and happy. Their entire backyard is full of lemon, orange, banana, apple and avocado trees!
I picked some fresh lemons for my friends and they seriously looked like the healthiest lemons I’ve ever seen. I cannot wait to have fresh produce from my parent’s backyard!
A small but happy moment… As I came home, a warm kitty was sunbathing in our front lawn. She sprawled out on her back for a tummy rub while I walked up… what a cute little suburban kitty!
I only have 3 weeks left with my badboy fling. Then, it’s time to breakup for good and go home. “It’s not you, it’s me.”
So bittersweet!
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