Monday, April 23, 2007

Under The Folding Branches

Finally, it’s spring here and everybody knows it. Friday was mojito 4.20 in Hell’s Kitchen, freeloading at a birthday party for a total stranger, and Saturday was the first barbecue of the year, on a spectacular rooftop in Park Slope, with people I (thankfully) know pretty damned well. And no spring weekend would be complete without the handlebar bike ride I took down Houston Street on Sunday afternoon, like somebody who has all the health insurance in the world.


Blogger Talking about Hard Times said...

Toby, more book recommendations, please. You're the most well-read illiterate Jew-girl I know.

1:20 PM  

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