July 2006

Air Chance

by zora on July 21, 2006

Peter and I are in Greece. Finally. When I booked our tix on Air France, I blithely made the “Air Chance” joke, completely forgetting that I had gotten screwed by them before. Instead, all I remembered was really good coffee, wine and buttery biscuits. But then I had plenty of time to recall my previous [...]

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Adorable Astoria; plus, my birthday

by zora on July 16, 2006

I’m usually pretty impervious to cute. Puppies–enh. Babies–hate ‘em. But I stopped by Mimi’s Closet, a new boutique up by Ditmars and I was totally bowled over by its adorableness. I know these kinds of places, where the plucky owner sits in an easy chair sewing the very things that are for sale on the [...]

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The world feels my pain

by zora on July 10, 2006

Finally, through that esteemed mouthpiece that is The New York Times, the world knows that it does often suck to be a guidebook author: While the phrase “travel writing” may invoke thoughts of steamer trunks, trains, Isak Dinesen and Graham Greene, or at the very least, well-financed junkets to spas in Rangoon for some glossy [...]

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My favorite kind of cooking

by zora on July 8, 2006

As I just mentioned, Peter and I are moving. To 30th Avenue, the beating heart of Greek Astoria, just a couple of blocks from the 24-hour produce store that made me swoon on my very first visit to the neighborhood. A sort of homecoming, if you will, or my finally achieving my dream of living [...]

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