Coffee and walking

Spent the day mostly at the apartment taking care of computer stuff (much to do now that I've got my machine back - but sans much of its data. Alas.)

I love my corner bodega's coffee so much that I don't even want to make my own anymore. So instead I shell out $1.25 daily for a large cup of their stuff. They prepare it for you (another thing I love about bodega coffee) and I always ask for mine with cream, no sugar. It comes out silky and creamy - almost like hot chocolate and never bitter. I love it. Plus it's a nice little walk in the morning - I justify it in that it gets me out of the house. And at least I'm not forking over $4.25 for a Starbucks latte.

Went to yoga in the afternoon and then did some walking errands. If it weren't for the pizza slices I indulge in I think I'd waste away to nothing here. Unless you're the kind of New Yorker who gets driven around in black cars with tinted windows, there's so much walking daily here. And I think I traipse about a bit more than the average New Yorker, since I'm so new and am into exploring. Honestly, my body aches (in a good way) at the end of most days and I can tell I've lost a few pounds. I think this is what the human body was made to do - get itself around, lug things. There's reason most people here are fairly slim... We may be in an urban jungle, but this amount of movement is natural to our species.

Had dinner with (cousin) Brandon and his fiancee, Jen. Met them at their place in Chelsea and we walked down the block to a newish Italian spot they like. It was a pleasant night and we sat at a table abutting the sidewalk. I love all the sidewalk seating in New York. (On Broadway, near my house, the rows and rows of sidewalk cafes recall the grand boulevards of Paris).

Had an endive salad, mussels and wine. Yum.

A note: One of these days I want to overhaul this blog. I'd like to give it its own site (don't worry, you'll know the address), redesign it and start posting photos. Right now I feel buried under my to-do list: job search, freelance work, getting my computer put back together and still trying to unpack and assemble furniture. Somehow I seem to have all these hours and yet there still aren't enough!

Tomorrow I plan to take the B train to a cafe in the East Village and work from there - should be fun. And then a PR contact of mine is taking me to dinner at a client restaurant of hers, STK, (in case you didn't guess, it serves steak). Yum!