Neither really needs an explanation.
I was thrilled to see a dapper chap riding a Public bike this morning in Soho. During my last year in SF, they were one of my favorite local discoveries (that I happened to write about). Love the retro design and punchy colors, love that they’re made for city riding, love that I would look cute riding one.
What I will be wearing on the 4th.
One of our favorite pages from the just released #matchbook6! We love a sailor stripe :) (illustration: Katie Evans)
My coworker Jen is sporting bright pink lipstick not unlike this today. Loves. Just wanted to give her a shout-out for being bold.
Quesadillas aren’t often inspirational. But the ones at Ofrenda in the West Village deserve a little poetic waxing.
Somehow the ingredients (black beans, three cheeses) and toppings (crema, spicy avocado crema, a little pico) combined for the perfect bite. And they weren’t gooey in the least. In fact, they were shockingly light.
Get ‘em during happy hour, when margaritas are a mere five American dollars. They’re so good, you might want to get two orders, like we did. Yeah. We went there.
Brilliant. And probably finger-licking good.
I bet these are way more crispy than the original..