weekend update.
if i had my druthers, i would be posting under "too hot to print." alas, while this weekend was a good time, there is nothing scandalous to report.
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last night was the first of adil's farewell parties. in a few weeks, he's leaving nyc for an internship in microfinance in tajikistan. no, i'm not making that up--he really is an international p-i-m-p. the man is going to have a veritable entourage when he hits the ground... chauffeur, translator, lady-in-waiting (j.k). anyways, classy adil likes to roll-out in style, so of course, we hit the uber-swanky, fancy-pants hudson hotel, designed by ian schrager. stark white interior lit up by neon green lights. alice-in-wonderland open air terrace complete with trees and a giant watering can. the dining room is purportedly reminiscent of "ivy league dining halls" with exposed brick and long farmhouse-style wooden tables. the cuisine is "gourmet comfort food:" peking duck pizza, mushroom ravioli, macaroni and cheese... i ordered the kobe beef*, which was succulent, though not comparable to the y grill in indonesia. wine. champagne. and then, of course, afterwards we headed over to the les to drink brews on todd's roofdeck. that's how we roll, yo.
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i joined ethan and his mom for a circle line boat tour of new york city today. a sobering reminder of how much of this city still needs to be experienced... it was cool to see the woolworth building, where the group relations conference was held, from afar... i had no idea i was in such a historic place, though, i doubt i would have been able to appreciate it at the moment.
the tour guide talked at some length about the world trade center, which he referred to fondly as new york city's "twins": "on september 10, 2001, the twins used to frame the woolworth building perfectly from this angle." i admired his ability be both factual and compassionate, evocative yet not inciteful in his remarks. it's a delicate space to manuveur, and i sometimes feel as if we would rather not talk about it as something in the present, despite the fact that the event has colored our personal interactions in broad, indelible strokes. here in new york, i often feel uncomfortable when 9/11 comes up in conversation, as if i don't want to pick at a wound that is healing. on some level there is a fear of what emotions may be provoked. if we believe that, in their one-on-one, day-to-day existence, people play out the dynamic of the systems in which they are embedded... how does September 11th affect the way we see ourselves in relation to others? are we more guarded now? more fearful of confrontation? nervously anticipating violence to break out at any moment? this was a major discussion of our group relations conference (i knew i couldn't go a week without talking about it). anyways, i digress... the tour was fun.
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m:i:3: after a delectable home-cooked meal of calamari and fresh fingerling potatoes at casa de ethan (incidentally, squid was the surprise ingredient in iron chef america this week), we headed over to catch the film and i thoroughly enjoyed it. if i recall, m:i:2 was a whole lotta action and not enough of the substance that made m:i:1 so damn fun... in the latest installment, we get plenty of both. phillip seymour hoffman is, as always, a treat. oh, and i have a new infatuation for jonathan rhys-meyers; i decided today that he is dreamy. i was not so crazy about him after match point, but i dig him now.
speaking of dreamy, i have a raging hard-on for x3: the last stand.
i cannot wait to see it.
is it weird that the woman who plays ethan hunt's fiancee/wife resembles katie holmes? i think so.
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*fun fact: kobe beef comes from cows raised in kobe, japan, who live the sweetest cow lives imaginable. to ensure that the meat is tender and fatty, the cows are massaged daily and served beer and sake.
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last night was the first of adil's farewell parties. in a few weeks, he's leaving nyc for an internship in microfinance in tajikistan. no, i'm not making that up--he really is an international p-i-m-p. the man is going to have a veritable entourage when he hits the ground... chauffeur, translator, lady-in-waiting (j.k). anyways, classy adil likes to roll-out in style, so of course, we hit the uber-swanky, fancy-pants hudson hotel, designed by ian schrager. stark white interior lit up by neon green lights. alice-in-wonderland open air terrace complete with trees and a giant watering can. the dining room is purportedly reminiscent of "ivy league dining halls" with exposed brick and long farmhouse-style wooden tables. the cuisine is "gourmet comfort food:" peking duck pizza, mushroom ravioli, macaroni and cheese... i ordered the kobe beef*, which was succulent, though not comparable to the y grill in indonesia. wine. champagne. and then, of course, afterwards we headed over to the les to drink brews on todd's roofdeck. that's how we roll, yo.
***
i joined ethan and his mom for a circle line boat tour of new york city today. a sobering reminder of how much of this city still needs to be experienced... it was cool to see the woolworth building, where the group relations conference was held, from afar... i had no idea i was in such a historic place, though, i doubt i would have been able to appreciate it at the moment.
the tour guide talked at some length about the world trade center, which he referred to fondly as new york city's "twins": "on september 10, 2001, the twins used to frame the woolworth building perfectly from this angle." i admired his ability be both factual and compassionate, evocative yet not inciteful in his remarks. it's a delicate space to manuveur, and i sometimes feel as if we would rather not talk about it as something in the present, despite the fact that the event has colored our personal interactions in broad, indelible strokes. here in new york, i often feel uncomfortable when 9/11 comes up in conversation, as if i don't want to pick at a wound that is healing. on some level there is a fear of what emotions may be provoked. if we believe that, in their one-on-one, day-to-day existence, people play out the dynamic of the systems in which they are embedded... how does September 11th affect the way we see ourselves in relation to others? are we more guarded now? more fearful of confrontation? nervously anticipating violence to break out at any moment? this was a major discussion of our group relations conference (i knew i couldn't go a week without talking about it). anyways, i digress... the tour was fun.
***
m:i:3: after a delectable home-cooked meal of calamari and fresh fingerling potatoes at casa de ethan (incidentally, squid was the surprise ingredient in iron chef america this week), we headed over to catch the film and i thoroughly enjoyed it. if i recall, m:i:2 was a whole lotta action and not enough of the substance that made m:i:1 so damn fun... in the latest installment, we get plenty of both. phillip seymour hoffman is, as always, a treat. oh, and i have a new infatuation for jonathan rhys-meyers; i decided today that he is dreamy. i was not so crazy about him after match point, but i dig him now.
speaking of dreamy, i have a raging hard-on for x3: the last stand.
i cannot wait to see it.
is it weird that the woman who plays ethan hunt's fiancee/wife resembles katie holmes? i think so.
***
*fun fact: kobe beef comes from cows raised in kobe, japan, who live the sweetest cow lives imaginable. to ensure that the meat is tender and fatty, the cows are massaged daily and served beer and sake.
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