{"id":1693,"date":"2006-01-04T06:29:00","date_gmt":"2006-01-04T06:29:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/elitemporaryblog.wordpress.com\/2006\/01\/04\/new-year-new-york"},"modified":"2015-09-24T03:54:11","modified_gmt":"2015-09-24T03:54:11","slug":"new-year-new-york","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/orangette.net\/2006\/01\/new-year-new-york\/","title":{"rendered":"New Year, New York"},"content":{"rendered":"
Slowly but surely, I am, it seems, taking up residence at 30,000 feet. Though I\u2019m no jetsetter, income-wise or otherwise, my 2005\u2014or the last eight months of it, anyway\u2014was punctuated by take-offs and landings<\/strong>. The airplane has become a central part of my personal geography. Falling in love with a New Yorker<\/a> will do that to a Seattlite, and to her credit card. It\u2019s been a big year for us both.<\/p>\n I write this from seat 17F, somewhere between Newark and Seattle, with poppy seeds from an Absolute Bagel<\/a> still stuck in my teeth. It was a full weekend to end a full year: we sampled pretzel croissants at City Bakery<\/a>, slurped down hot apple cider with my old friend Elizabeth<\/a> at Elephant & Castle<\/a>, and shared pan con tomate<\/em> with lovely Luisa<\/a> at Bar Carrera<\/a>; and on New Year\u2019s Eve, we toasted with French 75s and French fries at Balthazar<\/a>. But frankly, when we weren\u2019t sampling, slurping, sharing, and toasting, we were plodding through the rain and feeling pretty sniffly and sick, Brandon with body aches and me with a cold. Aside from the brief rustling of my feather-ringed dress, ours was a fairly quiet New Year. But minor disappointment aside, we did<\/em> do the whole in-sickness-and-in-health thing pretty nicely, and it bodes well, I think, that we share a taste for tangerine-flavored Emer\u2019gen-C<\/a>.<\/p>\n But now it\u2019s back to Seattle I go, back home, a concept that grows in complexity with each crisscrossing of the country. It\u2019s difficult, no doubt, but if it weren\u2019t, these take-offs and landings might not be so spine-tinglingly delicious, or bring with them so many stories. And as you and I both know, that\u2019s where the meat is.<\/p>\n May 2006 bring, dear reader, health and happiness for us all. May our kitchens be warm and our knives sharp, and may our plates be always pleasantly full. When the instance requires, may our travels be safe\u2014and someday, if I may beg on my own behalf, one-way.<\/p>\n