Ever since this past summer when I felt an
extra set of sads as Labor Day loomed, I’ve made a point to try and get all I can out of a season. Write it down and do it - easy as that.
Winter flew and now we’re in that ambiguous month but it’s here, I swear, March snow be damned because spring is
almost here. I can’t wait for the flowers and the pasty legs. That first time you eat dinner outside and the way the ocean is just shy of bearable the last week in May. Spring, guys, let’s get excited. See below for plans and let me know what I’m missing.
EAT (May 8) The Spotted Pig Doughnuts: (Mar. 30), Dunwell Doughnuts ( Baked by Butterfield Mar. 23) ( Potlikker May 18) ( Brooklyn Winery May 4) ( Battersby (carryover from the last list) May 1) Cream Puffs: (May 15) Choux Factory, Beard Papa’s (April 21) PKNY Kinfolk Studios ( Back Forty West Mar. 19)
(April 28) Salted Butter Caramel Ice Cream Strawberry Cookie Dough Ice Cream by Joy the Baker ( Mar. 24) Basil Mint Mojitos Peach Margaritas Something with asparagus, avocado, and artichoke Something with scallops and sweet peas ( May 19)
(May 1) Tenth of December (Mar. 30) Rules of Civility Contagious: Why Things Catch On ) (April 13) Fever Pitch (requested by someone who insists I’m a lunatic for having gone 25 years without reading (April 2) Lean In
Sunset walk/run over BK + Manhattan bridges
Dia:Beacon Nitehawk Cinema Film Forum Spring cleaning (closet and casa) ( a class at Murray’s May 23) Brooklyn Art Library ( a race of some sort May 11) ( DryBar April 5)
Fall Bucket List Winter Bucket List
1, 2, 3, 4] Mar 17
Central Park in the Winter / Central Park in the Fall
I spent all of Saturday and Sunday afternoon in the park with le bebe. Guess what? It looked just like this. Hard to believe, but it’s true.
annstreetstudio) May 3
Central Park in the Spring
"Ah, world, what lessons you prepare for us,
even in the leafless winter,
even in the ashy city.
I am thinking now
of grief, and of getting past it;
I feel my boots
trying to leave the ground,
I feel my heart
pumping hard. I want
to think again of dangerous and noble things.
I want to be light and frolicsome.
I want to be improbable beautiful and afraid of nothing,
as though I had wings."
- Mary Oliver, “Starlings in Winter” (via
thecupcaketologist-deactivated2) Mar 23