little letters. as inspired by taza (of course).

introducing rob (former classmate, and dear, dear friend)
to levain cookies earlier this week.
levain has the best cookies in nyc. hands down.

to my day off:
why is it that you and productivity so rarely coincide?

dear little fingernails,
i just tonight realized that i can paint you a bright, blinding color since i won't be going into my restaurant job for almost a week. (bright nails are not allowed at said restaurant job. boo.)

dear ikea,
i'll never forget putting together my dresser in the fourth grade. my dad and i did it together and that light-wooded chest has lasted many, many years and still looks as good as the day we got it.
so why then is the dresser i got just a year-and-a-half-ago (from {yes} your store) falling apart?

dear subway conductor,
when you speak through my entire commute, it really (really) gets under my skin.

dear chocolate molten cake,
when my date last night didn't judge me (at least not too harshly) for consuming every last bit of you, i began to like him that much more.

dear sugar,
when i managed to eat the aforementioned dessert without once coming up for air, i realized it might just be time to take a week-long break.
a trial separation, if you will.

dear levain cookies,
don't worry, see you post-sugar hiatus.
(and i'll bring best friend rob along for the ride).

dear juilliard,
what has come to be our once-a-year-date this way a-comes.
interested to see how we get on this year, as compared to last.

i love you.
paired with avocado, greek yogurt, a little cheese, and scallions? perfection.
plus that yogurt is a great way to sneak in the protein i no longer get from meat.

dear health,
so glad we're back on track. a rocky start to the new year, yes, but thinking we just got it all out of the way early.

dear olympics,
i am your devotee, your great lover--aficionado. i cannot wait.

dear little, letters,
i could go on forever. best to stop now.