Thursday, March 5, 2009

This blog entry might lean towards the too personal but oh well.

Since I moved to New York 2.83 years ago, I've been looking for something kind of casually. There were times when I was out there looking more seriously - and more desperately - than others. Ultimately, I found myself in a place where I had relaxed. Or given up hope. I guess it's all a question of perspective.

Then, in the last few weeks, It kind of walked into my life. I'm still not sure how It fits into the daily routine I had already established. And I have trouble understanding moderation - since every time something makes me happy I want to wrap myself in a blanket of It and pursue in unmeasured, uncontrolled doses. And that isn't always the right decision.

Sorry. I'm being vague. The thing is, I finally found a place in New York that does crab rangoon they way they used to at Lemon Thai. And it's amazing. And I've had it twice in the last week and a half. And I'm at my desk right now, doing everything in my power not to finish the entire bag in one sitting - that's six pieces of fried, golden, crispy, creamy, crabby goodness.

My desk/post-it notes are also covered in drippings from a variety of sauces and dressings. Oh chopsticks. I love you, but I don't know how to make this work.


ruby sneakers said...

nope, i don't like crab either. you aren't convincing me.

nicole m therese said...

I can't make you want to love, Katey. That's your own journey.