Comments on: city tales

By: Allison T.

Allison T. — Wed, 09 Apr 2008 02:38:09 +0000

Not that you need this kind of back up, but I, too, can be seen running to day care. In heels. With a laptop backpack. Down Greek row. Because nothin’ says “hot mama” like a sweaty, late, guilty-feeling, Easy Spirit-runnin’ gal hoofing it by the cute co-eds on a college campus. Oh yeah, the frat boys are checking me out.

Since I also have a thing for fish tacos (and have visited all 3 Dos Caminos to eat them), I have to say that I thought Miracle Grill had ceased to exist? Are you telling me that i can still get a blood orange margarita?? Granted, I now know I’ll have to share it with a roach, but hey, it’s New York. Maybe he’ll cover the tip.

By: Susan

Susan — Thu, 03 Apr 2008 18:12:34 +0000

If I were a roach I would want to know, why you stay inside and I have to go.
If I were a mouse all comfy and warm, I would prefer I stay in and you go out in the storm. If I were an ant and filled with good cheer, I would wonder why there’s no “Ant Day” each yearl

But alas we know two-leggeds have power, so we’re changing our digs to the Eiffel Tower.
From there we’ll continue to promote peace and green, treating each other kindly and working as a team.

By: Valerie

Valerie — Thu, 03 Apr 2008 17:42:46 +0000

When we had lunch together with your girls when I was in NY in Sept. we ate near your house at a place with yummy fish tacos — was that the same place?? Yikes, but they were good! And I did not send out ANY holiday cards this year, so your friends are ahead of me. I’m thinking of sending out “Cinco de Mayo” cards — is that inappropriate for young children? And finally, I have to pick up my kids from school at 5:30, and I am always flying down the sidewalk to my parking garage and driving like a maniac through town to be there on time. I am the 5:29 Mom nearly every day.

By: Erin

Erin — Thu, 03 Apr 2008 16:42:05 +0000

I waved at you while flying into NYC yesterday. Did you see me? I was the frantic mom running though the airport kid in tow with clothes dirty enough to stand on their own and I swear she has a cute face under all those boogers and grime!

By: Madmad

Madmad — Thu, 03 Apr 2008 14:42:36 +0000

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait – who says they’re late? Perhaps in fact they are just early. Very early.

By: susiej

susiej — Thu, 03 Apr 2008 14:04:55 +0000

food and critters do give me the creeps. Maybe, just maybe, it was an early one, for next year?!

By: Milena

Milena — Thu, 03 Apr 2008 04:57:38 +0000

Still laughing about the late Christmas card. You have to hand it to them, their sending it is either a sign of exteme panache or Mr. Magoo fogginess. As to the eatery, Kelcey dear, whatever were you thinking still dreaming about those fish tacos. Did you never wonder what might be chopped up in there with the fish? I know, I know, terrible of me to point this out but I hope you’ll never, ever veer again towards this unsanitary place. I’d be just like Dylan, screaming my lungs out at the first roachy sighting. P.S. I’m always late to pick up my kid at school too. Those five minutes make up all the difference in the world.

By: Cat

Cat — Thu, 03 Apr 2008 02:26:14 +0000

I’m with Kerry, do tell!
Not the downstairs place on Christopher st. that used to sell the best waffles in the world?
I used to live on 15th between 5th & 6th.

By: kerry barlas

kerry barlas — Thu, 03 Apr 2008 01:16:32 +0000

pray tell, what is the restaurant???

By: izzy's mama

izzy's mama — Thu, 03 Apr 2008 00:58:49 +0000

Many years ago, I had to give up a favorite cupcake spot in the village..while we were eating there my husband watched as many mice scurried under the tables and around the mixing bowls. He said that if they were bold enough to cavort underfoot in broad daylight, imagine what was going on in there at night. I must confess that I didn’t give the place up entirely but have only returned on a rare occasion.