I’m sorry I haven’t written in while! I’ve just generally been a bad blogger this past month+ and it’s lame, I know. Ugh real life is sooooo busy, guys!
Is there a more cliché way to begin a blog post? I don’t think so!
Is there a worse feeling than letting down your readers and yourself by falling off the blogging wagon? Well, I guess I haven’t completely fallen off. I’m still clutching on to a rope at the back of said Blogging Wagon, being bumped and scraped along the World Wide Web as it continues to go on, almost without me. It’s hard to pull yourself back up, ya know? Especially when you haven’t been to the gym in oh, years, and your arms resemble those of Betty Spaghetti. Especially when you’re working a full time job and performing in a play and have friends you never see and maybe, just maybe, have actually met someone (really and truly) special…
If I write any more, y’all are going to start calling me Mary COMPLAIN instead of Mary Lane!
Next week is my nine year blogoversary – can you believe it? NINE YEARS of blogging!?
If you’re visiting New York City, you may have heard the Staten Island Ferry is a great, money-saving activity. It costs absolutely nothing to ride and you get gorgeous views of the Manhattan skyline and the Statue of Liberty. When you look at the $50+ tickets of most NYC harbor cruises, it seems like a no brainer. You don’t even need a ticket! You just walk on!
Experience one of the very few legitimately free things NYC has to offer! Take the Staten Island Ferry!
There are some people who would accuse the Metropolitan Museum of Art of being boring and elitist, the epitome of hoity-toity. A relic of a bygone era, frequented only by snobs and tourists wearing I HEART NY shirts. We all know the museum cliché! So does the Met.
Which is why they have the Met Gala, the New York fashion event of the season, which happened Monday night so everyone and entire Twitter feed is talking about this week.
Not me! I’m above the Met Gala. Like, 5 floors of galleries above the Met Gala. Like, so far above that red carpet, I’m talking about the Met Roof Top!
Did you know the Met Museum has a lovely rooftop garden? That’s open to the public April 14th to October 29th? That not only has fantastic views of Central Park and a full bar, but also features a site-specific art installation? Read More
Sitting on a luxury tour bus with cushy seats, driving around some of the most beautiful city sights, occasionally disembarking to take in some sunshine and stuff my face with pizza… Is this the stuff of a “What do you think heaven is like?” fantasy? Yes. It is also the true-life reality of A Slice of Brooklyn Pizza Tour.
A Slice of Brooklyn Pizza Tour is all about getting up close and personal with the hottest New York clichés: Brooklyn and pizza.
Are you drooling yet?
Fuhgettaboud the jaded, hipster stereotype, A Slice of Brooklyn is happy to hold your hand if you might otherwise be afraid to explore Brooklyn. Read More
Every Easter morning I wake with the same anticipation I had as a child who very much believed in the Easter bunny. My youthful excitement for colorfully decorated eggs has been replaced by excitement for fantastically decorated hats.
That’s right, readers, yesterday was one of the NYC events I look forward to all year:
The 5th Avenue NYC Easter Parade and Bonnet Festival!
It’s the time of year when you can’ t take me anywhere. Not in a timely, mannerly fashion, anyway. I’m as prone to outbursts as the clouds. Rather than raindrops, my outbursts go a little something like this,
NYC spring flowers pop up over night and it’s better than Christmas.
You know those shoes for toddlers? The ones that squeak every time they take a step? In spring time, I am those shoes. I squeal every time I see a bud. Read More
Sometimes you wake up after a night of crampy crappy sleep, it’s only Tuesday but it already feels like a long week. It’s raining out, work makes you want to slam your head into the desk, even your body hates you. This kind of morning calls for a secret weapon. It calls for self medication beyond a caramel macchiato.
This kind of morning is why doughnuts exist. The preponderance of mornings like this is why so many artisanal doughnut shops have popped up all over NYC. Chances are there’s one on your way to work.
Doughnut Plant in Chelsea is my go-to for a morning pick-me-up.