adventures

volcanoes and ice cream trucks

in ,

dear icelandic volcano,

thank you for delaying all air travel to and from europe,
causing gergiev and his chorus to land in new york
{via tel aviv and philly}
about way too many days late,
causing the new york phil to reschedule their rehearsals,
causing my teacher to need to cut studio class an hour short
{in order to make rescheduled rehearsals}
giving me a whole extra hour of my day,
with nothing else to do
other than visit 

the ice cream truck.

with jeremy:


and sammy:


and davey:


my ice cream cone had 
rainbow jimmies.
and it was delicious.
and it made me feel all summer-y.


my only request, 
mr. volcano,
is that, 
since you somehow have a way of affecting peoples' lives in the most random and oddest ways possible,
{i.e. more friends that could come to my mustache party because their concert was cancelled because bang on a can was stuck in europe...}

can you somehow begin a string of events that will result in ice cream trucks around the country selling
 pistachio soft serve?



that's all, mr. v

i love you.

xoxo


yeh


miami

in , , ,


played with two of my best best friends in the whole wide world 
{rob & brian}

annoyed rob & brian with a zillion million pictures...

celebrated rob's birthday!

found the perfect restaurant for week 9
{just kidding... that's not it}


saw pretty art deco


walked by the south beach wine & food festival

... saw emeril at a distance


took a pic for one of my fave blogs



made the customary trek to la sandwicherie



tried calamari for the first time
 {and sorta liked it}
at this week's new restaurant


also...

got burnt
{darn sun!}

listened to regina spektor and lady gaga and death cab on the beach

saw dear john when it rained

went to a few awesome yoga classes


ahh how nice it was to get a bit of sun in the winter...


xoxo

yeh


week 8: wafels & dinges truck

in ,

when i was 9 or 10,
i went outside of the country for the first time,
to 
belgium
and i was so taken by the little smart cars, 
the fries and mayonnaise, and of course,
the waffles.
and i have this memory of sitting down at a fancy schmancy restaurant with pops and sis and being so very excited to see waffles on the menu.
and i ordered a waffle.
for dinner.
and this was received by a very startled and almost offended look from monsieur waiter.
and a "uhhh myllo, why don't you wait until dessert for that" from pops.
whaaaa????

silly, belgium, 
{i ate waffles for dinner tonight, so there}


ok.
so this truck,

the 
truck

...i've got serious beef with it. 

i swear, it knows when i have zero cash.
i'll have just spent my last penny at the duane reade,
and i'll turn the corner,
and there you are, darn truck.

it just has this way of popping up in just the wrong places at just the wrong times.
at least the smells are free. 


so this week, i decided i was gonna hunt that truck down!
"jeremy what are you doing?"
"ummm about to practice timbales?"
"FALSE. the wafels truck is in front of our school. you're coming"

jeremy and i made friendsies with the wafelmen who were about to charge us five dolla for every picture we took.
and who made fun of me for thinking they didn't take credit card,
"eez the 21st zentury, zilly girl!"
"YEAH, but you're a TRUCK!"
typical food truck people,
they always have such sass,
and i'm so into it!

they gave us a sample of this wafel topping called 
spekuloos
which was a gingerbread house in paste form.
it was tasty,
but i wasn't sold,
and i began the day with
nutella
and so i ended it with nutella.

and strawbees
atop a liège wafel

which is chewier and sweeter than your typical belgian wafel,
giving you more time to savor
and more texture for your satisfaction.


jeremy finished his in the time it took to walk back across the street to school.
i spent my time lingering in the absolutely perfect texture. 
i think our choice to get nutella covered up the raw goodness of the waf.
maybe all it needed was a bit of powdered sugar.

regardless,
it was a tasty dinner
{better than the spinach i had last night blech BLECH}

and now that i know they take credit card,
i'll best be going back,
even though...
i've got 44 more restaurants to go!


xoxo


yeh


the wafels and dinges truck... is a truck.
but they do have a pretty accurate schedule of their whereabouts here
and looky, they have a blog!


p.s.


the side of the truck houses a blackboard that always asks a question.
today's was:
what's your favorite olympic sport?
see if you can find my answer, bottom right.