A Proper British Reunion 2
I met Erin in ’06 at a BUNAC social night for foreigners in London. We hit it off immediately because we’re both pretty fab.
Anna, Jeff, Chris, Matt and I walked across the bridge to Erin’s hood - Williamsburgh. It’s a mix of old warehouses converted to relatively affordable housing [predominantly for artists], new faux loft buildings [for really, really rich people] and industrial uses that still operate. Erin lives across the street from a hot dog factory. Do people still eat hot dogs? Who do you think you are, my dad feeding my brother and I in the 90s? What? While my Canadian friends explored the area, Erin and I hung out at her apartment of questionable legitimacy and caught up. Her roommate had a film in the Tribecca Film Fest [Sons of Perdition] and Erin had been keeping herself busy with that. She invited us to the film’s after party in the meat packing district. She had also been working part-time at Macy’s, which she despised.
A little later, Erin and I met up with my Canuck friends at a bar on Bedford Avenue – the main drag. The bar was amazing. You get a free pizza when you order a pint [a re-occurring theme in the US, it seems]. For a mere $10, I got two pizzas and two pints. Delicious.
After dinner, Chris and Matt left for Riverside Drive, but Anna, Jeff, Erin and I got some Brooklyn Brand Ale went to Erin’s roof – my fav place to chill in New York. It’s a large space, about 5 [industrial] floors up, with a view of the Manhattan skyline. It’s pretty special.
Anna, Jeff, Erin and I had a deep moment on the roof.
A very rare patch of grass!
After some beers, we went to car-e-oke. A gentleman in a red station wagon used to drive laps in the hood while blasting music and singing along. He now hosts the karaoke night at a local bar. Aren’t hipsters fun?
He puts the 'car' in 'careokee'.
The singers were quite good. Erin sang. She was good too. Anna, Jeff and I were too intimidated… BUT… there was a TACO CAR on the PATIO of the bar. Shall.
Anna, Jeff, Chris, Matt and I walked across the bridge to Erin’s hood - Williamsburgh. It’s a mix of old warehouses converted to relatively affordable housing [predominantly for artists], new faux loft buildings [for really, really rich people] and industrial uses that still operate. Erin lives across the street from a hot dog factory. Do people still eat hot dogs? Who do you think you are, my dad feeding my brother and I in the 90s? What? While my Canadian friends explored the area, Erin and I hung out at her apartment of questionable legitimacy and caught up. Her roommate had a film in the Tribecca Film Fest [Sons of Perdition] and Erin had been keeping herself busy with that. She invited us to the film’s after party in the meat packing district. She had also been working part-time at Macy’s, which she despised.
A little later, Erin and I met up with my Canuck friends at a bar on Bedford Avenue – the main drag. The bar was amazing. You get a free pizza when you order a pint [a re-occurring theme in the US, it seems]. For a mere $10, I got two pizzas and two pints. Delicious.
After dinner, Chris and Matt left for Riverside Drive, but Anna, Jeff, Erin and I got some Brooklyn Brand Ale went to Erin’s roof – my fav place to chill in New York. It’s a large space, about 5 [industrial] floors up, with a view of the Manhattan skyline. It’s pretty special.
Anna, Jeff, Erin and I had a deep moment on the roof.
A very rare patch of grass!
After some beers, we went to car-e-oke. A gentleman in a red station wagon used to drive laps in the hood while blasting music and singing along. He now hosts the karaoke night at a local bar. Aren’t hipsters fun?
He puts the 'car' in 'careokee'.
The singers were quite good. Erin sang. She was good too. Anna, Jeff and I were too intimidated… BUT… there was a TACO CAR on the PATIO of the bar. Shall.
posted by Douglas J. Stiles, BA Hons, MES! at 6/05/2010 08:47:00 p.m.
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