For the last few weeks, I went on what you could call a blogger’s “diet” to reset my creative virility. Productivity was low due to a much-needed break from the obsessive music and food pairings that would happen in my head every time I had something delicious to eat. I also can’t deny that a boy who popped in my life recently “consumed” a lot of my free time/meals. Oh, and then there was that move to the other side of Brooklyn. And of course, the new job I just started.
The other day while wrapping up the last bit of work at my freelance gig before bidding the freewheelin’ life adieu, I had an urge to treat myself. It’s not that I don’t do that already—after all I spent most of May traveling after wrapping a rather difficult project. But as hardworking New Yorkers, we often don’t take the time to think deeply about what we’re patting ourselves on the backs for. It can’t always be about seeing that direct deposit go through or that book we’ve worked on go to the presses or that app we programmed go live. We can all be a little more thoughtful and kind, and if we have tried to be then we should take pride in those efforts—a little positive reinforcement for continuing to improve our human relationships and the care we give ourselves. I wanted to treat myself simply because I have tried to be good to others and myself—and you should too.
As soon as I shut down my computer, I dashed out and ended up at Victory Garden in the West Village for a salted caramel goat’s milk soft serve topped with their homemade halvah. It was amazing and I definitely deserved it.
Dessert Pairing: The Tempests - “Someday”. A little Northern Soul goes a long way.
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