It was a half mile walk to my new home. The last time I had a move like this was from 34th street to 35th street on the third week of my project. It’s amazing to think about how long ago that feels to me.
With Bryan, who I knew a little bit from my time at Tufts. He was a year younger and we had some mutual friends. I saw him at a wedding over the summer (weddings were a good place to find hosts) and he was into the idea. Bryan was in a transition period at his place in Park Slope so I actually had a whole room to myself before his new roommate moved in. Luxury! He purchased a bed while I was there but the first couple of nights we were sleeping on our respective aerobeds. He’s most definitely not following in my footsteps.
Bryan’s in residency for orthopedics and it is pretty fascinating to hear about his experience. I still can’t fathom the overnight work shifts and being woken up to perform surgery, but he says “you get used to it.”
The apartment was quite nice, even had a real Christmas tree. I managed to set the off the smoke alarm within about a half hour of arriving, which was a first. “Fire, Fire” were the words from the smoke alarm and I can assure you that is a humorous and embarrassing way to start off a week. I’m happy it happened with someone who I know fairly well.
I was also happy to have my sleeping bag one night when the heat didn’t work. I think I’m fully equipped for what the winter has in store for nomadding although I’m not sure what I would have done if I had been in NYC for Snowpocalypse.
Burgers at Bonnie’s. This is something of an institution in Park Slope. It’s pretty small inside. They have excellent Buffalo wings, a solid beer selection and a tasty burger (with jalapenos on it for good measure). The spiced black Angus burger is the recommendation.
Alchemy - I’ll give them the benefit of the doubt and say that my stomach bug wasn’t caused by their spicy kale and beet salad, but I felt awful the day after I ate there and was sick for a couple of days. The food wasn’t great, but I did like the communal tables and Bryan and I chatted with a couple next to us who had some great stories of teaching in Brooklyn.
The BRAT diet. Bananas, rice, applesauce and toast. It works.
Not in Park Slope, but at the Squarespace party which was pretty awesome. My friend was there and talking up the NYT article and a dude actually wanted his picture with me who had read the article. Fame!
I momentarily got lost on my way back from the subway to the apartment. Finding my way “home” is only a challenge in the beginning of the week AND when my iPhone gets confused or the battery dies.
More Patriots dominance at the Rock Shop. Bryan’s from Massachusetts so he’s also a Pats fan, and a knowledgeable one at that. The Rock Shop has 1/2 off wings for Monday Night Football. It’s my favorite bar to watch football in Park Slope.
It was a fun week, cut short by my getting sick (fortunately I had my own room and Bryan was working most of the time that I didn’t feel well).
This is my last post from Park Slope for a while, at least I think it is based on my calendar. I hope to be back in the spring!
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