So I did go to B&H this morning. Waking up early and walking = bad for Robyn. IN WHAT DIMENSION HAS WAKING UP EARLY AND WALKING BECOME HARMFUL FOR MY HEALTH?
I'm screwed. And what's with the eweather? It was so chilly this morning (still is rather chilly, at least it's beautiful) that I'm wearing my winter coat today.
Anyway, I got pancakes and challah bread with butter. There weren't many people there when I got there (sometime before 8:30) so that's good, I guess. Some people came in for juice. One guy wanted a shot of wheat grass. Fun way to start your morning: with chrolophyll! The pancakes were a little undercooked but hey, I'm not picky when it comes to pancakes so I ate em (I didn't finish them, but maybe if I didn't get the bread I would have). The best pancakes I've ever had were still at the Ridegewood pancake house, ahh how I miss it. The challah bread was yummy. They have lots of other food but I didn't try any; maybe another time when it's not breakfast. I'm more likely to go to a place alone to eat breakfast (since not many people are around anyway) than any other meal though. I'm not sure how much each thing cost (prices aren't labeled on the wall menu) but it was less than $5, so I gave the guy ...$5.
Then I walked up 2nd Ave because I heard there was a Taylor's Bakery there online. I've walked 2nd Ave a number of times in my life and I'D KNOW if there were a bakery. So...it's not there anymore. There's one in Tribeca which is much closer to me than the East Village yet I never go there. I should go there...for the bakery.
I try to plan out my food, but many times it doesn't work that way. My plan before going to B&H was to get pancakes and challah bread, nothing else. Done! Satisfyingly full. But then I went to Panya bakery because it was really close and got a takoyaki and a pumpkin cupcake (which I'll excuse for not having icing because it's a Japanese bakery and...uh, they're allowed to do things differently. That wouldn't fly in an American bakery). I haven't eaten em yet so I guess I have SOME standards, as in I gotta wake 3+ hours before I dig into those. The curry puffs at Panya look delicious so I have an excuse to go back some other time. I mean, EVERYTHING there looks good but for some reason I bypass the case closer to the door with the more intricate cakes and puddings and go straight to the one with all the buns, croissants, and fried things. They're having a 10% off sale (and they've got some kind of strawyberry theme going on) so you should go. I saved a quarter. What can a quarter buy me? No clue, but...I have an extra one now.
My mum said the weirdeset thing to me the other day (in my opinion); that I have a need to go out and do things with people and because of that, I'll marry soon. Yes, because as you can see I do things with other people ALL THE TIME and my desperate hope for a boyfriend has really shone through over the past 19 years. I have no idea why she'd say something like that. I think I was making up excuses to not go out since I wasn't in a good mood but what she said made no sense at all. I can't even think of any hard evidence that points towards my need for people. I mean, I like people but her remarks were way off the psychological mark. I think I average eating with people once or twice a week and, as you can see, I'm pretty well off the other 12 possible times that I eat (I usually eat twice a day--I've never eaten SO MUCH BREAKFAST in my life before living in NYC).