On Saturday morning, Kendrick and I hit the 9th Avenue Food Festival. On our way there, we realized that this exact festival – on this exact day, three years ago – was the site of one of our very first dates. Basically, how our relationship worked was this: went on 1st date in NYC during Fashion Week, went on 2nd “date” (he basically moved in for the weekend) when he came to Los Angeles on tour, went on 3rd date (to 9th Avenue Food Festival) when I came back to NYC to spend some pre-birthday time with my family and friends, went on 4th date when I flew to Ohio to spend my actual birthday (which is next week) with him. 5th date was our engagement, in Vegas. How jet-setty were we?!
Total items consumed at food festival by marital unit:
1 Mozzarepa (cannot get enough of these)
2 draft beers
1 ear corn with honey butter
1 crepe with Nutella and banana
1 plate fried Oreos
We also thought about picking up one of those Chocolate Souffle Cakes from Kyotofu pictured above, which were voted New York’s Best Cupcake by NY Mag, but thought better of it post-fried Oreos.
I hadn’t been planning on going out straight from the Food Festival, but when Kim called to invite me to happy hour at the Maritime, I couldn’t resist. After a quick stop into Coup de Coeur (my favorite cheap dress spot – you can always find the perfect last-minute nighttime outfit for $30-$40, plus gorgeously underpriced jewelry), I swung by my parents’ place down the street for some evening-appropriate footwear. I found these vintage slingbacks with crystal-studded heels – which I had totally forgotten I owned – on the top shelf in my old closet. Aren’t they gorgeous?
Kim and me at the Maritime Hotel enjoying some Prosecco, mixed olives, and rice balls. This is one of my favorite warm-weather spots in the city: great people-watching, delicious (and semi-reasonably priced) appetizers, and a beautiful outdoor patio where seats, surprisingly, aren’t all that hard to come by.
And the final (and most random) event of the day? I went back to Mom’s place and we painted pictures until midnight. I ended up with more paint on my head than on the page (one of the tubes of acrylic exploded on me), but it was totally fun.
