Chalkboard Art #26

New York City streets are filled with a lot of things: people, dogs, trash, mysterious things you’re better off not knowing what they are…but my favorite things NYC sidewalks offer are Chalkboard Art.

Just in case you were confused whether you should go in for coffee or not…

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Chalkboard Art #15

New York City streets are filled with a lot of things: people, dogs, trash, mysterious things you’re better off not knowing what they are…but my favorite things NYC sidewalks offer are Chalkboard Art.

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Chalkboard Art #8

New York City streets are filled with a lot of things: people, dogs, trash, mysterious things you’re better off not knowing what they are…but my favorite things NYC sidewalks offer are Chalkboard Art.

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I Heart NYC #6

Today I went to a NaNo WriMo event.  1pm on a Wednesday.  Does that happen in other cities?  Maybe.  But if so, I think it’s with more concerted effort than what seemed to be organized for today.  Not to say that our group leader didn’t put in an effort or that it was random, I just think that IF it would have happened in my hometown it would have been more of a production and much more formal.

But not this.  Not today.  Not in NYC.  In total there were about 11 people that showed up.  Some stayed for an hour, some came late but everyone contributed.  We helped name a pirate ship, decide the final showdown scene, and pondered what you would call a scowl that wasn’t really a scowl, but kinda–all while writing our own ideas and thoughts to the sounds of jazz and a milk steamer.

It gave me such motivation–I wrote 4 (yep, FOUR) blog posts and had a eureka moment with my book.  I wasn’t the only one: nearly everyone seemed to report success in some fashion or another, even if it was making a new friend and leaving the house.

I know that clubs exist in every tiny town and every big city, but it nice knowing that every time I go to an event, I will more than likely meet a new person and slowly, but ever-so-surely get to meet my 8.4 million neighbors…

I Heart NYC #5

Granted great coffee can be found everywhere, but I especially love any place where amazing coffee clearly loves you back. Thanks Intelligentsia Coffee, Harold Square. 

  

Day 74

You see a lot of things in NYC, but a souvenir for Key West?  That’s probably a first…although just FYI, I never saw Baby’s Coffee in Key West–definitely a reason to go back!

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Day 49

If you are ever on The Epicurious Texan (shameless plug), you will see that I have a scrolling slideshow of pictures of all the various ways Starbucks misspells my name.  Friends fuss at me all the time because I could give them “Sherry” which is my given name, but no, I prefer to give them my nickname “Shez” because well, they’re going to spell Sherry wrong anyway, so I might as well have a bit of fun with it!  It amuses me.  I can’t help it.  I’ve seen “Shez” spelled a lot of different ways, but this one…this one takes the cake.  Why?  Because usually, I get something back that kind of, sorta-in-an-odd-weird-way looks like it could be Shez just mangled a bit.  But not this one.  Which is even funnier because the barista actually said “Shez” and with no hesitation began writing (usually, I get slightly confused looks).  My first thought was that she knows some Aussies and their crazy nicknames and is going to spell it correctly.  But no, I got…Janicle???  HA HA HA HA.  I literally laughed out loud…and still do.

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PS–for the record, Starbucks, I really don’t care how you spell my name or even what you call me, just make sure my coffee is Kenya and served hot and black.

Day 12

This is Mike.  Mike makes every work day a very happy, happy day.  Why?  Because he makes my Kenya every single morning and he always has a smile on his face.  No matter what mood I’m in when I arrive, I always leave happy.  Thanks Mike–YOU ROCK!!!

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