it was gay pride day a few weeks ago on june 27th. totally forgetting that it was gonna clog up the entire west village, i invited some friends over for a housewarming party/dinner/drink.
there were 8 of us and i had no idea what to cook. there was plenty of thinking to do and plenty of going up to those friends and asking, “wait, so do you eat a lot?” it also didn’t help that i have the tiniest kitchen ever!
in addition, i had some pork, peppers and pineapple on skewers that were marinated in a honey glaze. unfortunately, my oven is stupid (or i’m stupid and don’t know how to use my oven and broiler) but while baking the shepard’s pie and trying to broil the skewers, my smoke alarm went off and that was when one of the taller guys had to climb up on a stool to pull it off the ceiling! oh, yeah we did try to turn it off but it wasn’t working so we pulled out the batteries and took it down. didn’t wanna scare the neighbours!
outside, it was really hot and i had been running around in the morning getting ingredients for the party. of course, it was gay pride day and i had to make so many detours because of the roads that were closed up. it wasn’t fun trying to get through a sweating glitter-covered crowd!!
i had such a great night. it was terribly fun. you know i’ve really hated new york quite a bit. i think new york = parsons to me, so for the last 3 years, every holiday break i’ve had, i’ve tried to escape from the city.
this is probably the first time in the almost 3 years that i’ve spent in new york, that i’ve been really enjoying myself and realizing that when you’re doing what you love and you have friends surrounding you, anywhere on earth could be heaven. yep, even new york.