I don't know about you, but I ADORE THIS. It's just such a fun idea. The Whitney has put on this life-size 3D installation of Edward Hopper's "Nighthawks" painting in New York as part of their Hopper exhibition that's going on at the museum right now. I went and saw the exhibition (which was great). Why was it especially so great, you ask? Well, because it was pay-what-you-can Friday and the whole evening cost me about $1. So that was great, but also - I stumbled into a room with a guide talking about a lot of Hopper pieces and became excited, since I actually really like his stuff ("New York Movie" is definitely the standout best one in my head), so it was great to hear all about these pieces I'd actually want to hear about. After all that I then headed down to 23rd Street to see the life-sized version, which is too cool for words. Such a neat idea. If you're anywhere near 23rd & Madison, definitely go take a look. It's up until the beginning of October.
“Does your underwear have any holes in it? Yeah, I don’t care how soft it is, how much you love them or how much you paid for them, CHUCK IT. Everyone should be ashamed of ratty underwear.”
The Metropolitan Museum of Art
I like going to the Met. Not love, like. There are really only three main reasons to go here.
You pay a dollar and get admitted ($25 is the recommended admission, people. Don't be a sucker and pay it!) to see a ridiculous amount of priceless things. UPDATE: the suggested amount now only applies to NY residents, but if you can get access to a NY library card, this can still apply to you. You just have to give a NY zip code and you’re golden.
There are some rooms that make you feel like you are literally IN art. I'll explain this further below.
The rooftop garden.
That's the view from the roof. It's probably one of my favourite views in the city. Every summer there's a new exhibit going on up there, so I went on over to see what this year's had in store.
Essentially there's just a lot of splattered red paint on the ground. And voila, art. If I'm getting much too technical for you here, I do apologize. So... Is it good? God, who knows. Did I like it? Not really. Only because I can't help but compare it to when Jeff Koons had an exhibit up there years ago that was gorgeous and great.
I guess some of the patterns up close were kind of neat. But I'm really reaching here, guys. Honestly, the view up there is the best thing. They have drinks and sandwiches as well, but I think you know by now that $10 for a pre-made turkey sandwich ain't gonna fly with me.
Other highlights of The Met? Well, personally I just like wandering around. The best parts of any museum visit is when you enter a room and there's no one else there. I love that to death. It just feels kind of nice to be alone with all that crazy old, expensive, sometimes-gorgeous stuff. Rooms like this!
If I ever have a ludicrous amount of money, I'd love to pay someone off to let me just hang out in a museum after hours. With no jerks around telling me that I'm standing too close. And there's no one around taking any photos. God, that'd be amazing. (I do realize I, infact, AM one of those dummies who took photos here in this instance, but that was for the purpose of you idiots reading!) But imagine just getting to hang out with all this stuff? Alone? Might be magical, I think.
Anyway, onto my favourite, favourite room. Well, rooms. I'm not even sure what category they'd go into, but here are a few of the rooms I love.
Absolutely love all of it. Imagine getting to live in these rooms? Such elegance! Look at that bed! Just nuts. You don't get to actually walk in and around these rooms, but you do get to peer in. And that's enough. I wouldn't like it if anyone could just roam around like they're the King of England and put their feet up wherever they like! God, no. Too beautiful to be touched.
Anyway, this isn't even my favourite museum in New York, but it's a fine one. Go see that roof!
Umami Burger
This L.A. chain just opened a location in NYC earlier this month. I went yesterday evening. You need to eat this burger.
That is a photo of The Original above. I ate it... slowly. That's how you can trust that I'm being forthright in telling you how good it was. What's in The Original? A parmesan crisp, shiitake mushrooms, roasted tomato, caramelized onions, a house umami ketchup. The bun? Fucking pillowy and perfect. Just delicious. For $12 a burger I was expecting it to be, at the very least, memorable - and it definitely was. The wait for a table is just dumb, but hopefully that'll settle down once the summer winds to a close. You need to try this burger. And don't make any substitutions either. The older you get, the more trusting you need to be about what a chef wants to put on their burger, so trust them, fool.
Mom Says
The Imposter - A Recommendation
“A documentary centered on a young Frenchman who claims to a grieving Texas family that he is their 16-year-old son who has been missing for 3 years.”
You need to see this movie. I just watched it last night and man, it's really good. I don't really want to give away too much information, so I'll just leave it at that description above. I'd never heard of the documentary OR the story when it happened in real life, so maybe that's why I was so blown away? Or maybe it's just a really good watch. My brother Robbie told me to see it, and I was skeptical at first because, well, he likes almost every movie out there. I was going to list some of the worst ones he's liked, but realized that might be a bit rough to do since I'm really trying to commend his taste right now.
See it. Now.
“I’ve learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way (s)he handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights.”
Roar - Katy Perry
Not even a proper Katy Perry fan but I cannot stop listening to this song. LOVE.
Side Dish of Corn
You might think this is a dumb post, but I just ate this stuff and I'll never cook corn the same way from now on.
I love corn. My mom would always boil it, strain it and then put some butter on it and voila. Beautiful. But I just ate/made some corn that blows that old corn out of the water (haha!).
What should you do?
Okay. You need some organic corn-on-the-cob, garlic cloves, olive oil, kosher salt and ground black pepper. If you use one ear of corn, then chop one clove of garlic and pour 1.5 tablespoons of olive oil in a frying pan. (If you use two ears of corn then use two cloves and 3 tablespoons of olive oil - you get the picture.)
Stand the corn-on-the-cob upright in the frying pan and use a sharp knife to cut the kernels from the cob (it's easy to do this right in the pan 'cause if you do it on a cutting board the kernels go flying everywhere. I mean everywhere.) into the pan. Add the chopped garlic, olive oil, salt and pepper. Cook it up. Takes maybe three-four minutes. And you will have the best tasting corn of your damn life. I could eat buckets of this stuff. And the beautiful part? Doesn't need any butter! I know! But butter's great! However you truly don't need a smidgen of it here.
Exfoliating Bath Gloves
Here's a short story.
I used to use these bath gloves reLIGiously for months and months (for, oh, about three times a week? Some say there's a danger of over-exfoliating if you do it that much, but... well, you already know how I thrive in the face of danger). Then the summertime happened and I stopped - why? No real reason, was just trying to shake up my shower life so I started using more soap and less body wash. ANYWAY, I haven't used those exfoliating bath gloves in months. About two weeks ago, I started noticing some rough skin on one part of my back, which puzzled me. And today, I was hanging out in my shower and thought, "Hey! Where are my gloves?! I could use a real scrubbing." So I put those gloves on and went to town. Then I came outta the shower and I looked at that rough patch of skin and... FUCKING SMOOTH AS EVER. All that roughness was gone. In ONE exfoliation session. Do you understand how nuts that is? I can only imagine all that rough ass skin on all y'all who ain't using these gloves. Makes me shudder.
Story over.
Moral of the story? You need these gloves in your life. Men and women alike. You feel like a freak at first, just naked and standing there with these silly gloves on, but man - the outcome makes it so worth it. And I've grown to love these guys. They'll be apart of my shower hangouts for the rest of my life, I think. I'm pretty sure you can use soap with the gloves, but it just feels so much more refreshing to use some body wash that you love that smells outrageous, in my opinion.
The gloves cost around $5 and are sold, um, everywhere. Drug stores, Wal-Mart, The Body Shop, online, etc. I'm not sure how often you're supposed to replace them, but I think I probably replace them... twice a year. And if that sounds gross to you, well, that's really judgmental.