It’s my favorite holiday. And now that I have a little guy to celebrate it with, it makes it all the more fun. Hello, homemade costumes! (until you want to be a Power Ranger and then that will kill a little bit of my soul).
For his first celebration, I made him a Narwhal – but everyone thought he was a unicorn. Oh, Brooklyn.
We’ve started a new tradition with our oldest and dearest friend Matt. Record shopping Sundays. (This a good segue to introduce the genius that is Matt Sucich too).
I bought James a turntable for Christmas…two years ago. He just set it up. BUT in order to build our collection, we’ve decided on a friendly little game. We will pick a new market or record shop each week and the goal is to find the record we have in mind to listen to that day. It’s challenging, for sure. But what a great way to spend a Sunday! Here’s what we found this week. (I think I won with Thriller, don’t you?)
Going to be doing a lot more of this. Remember when we used to write about food a lot (Brooklyn Plated ring any bells?). Well, that might happen some more. I really miss cooking for friends.
I’ve never really addressed why we stopped. It wasn’t because I didn’t want to have Sunday Dinners or take pictures of food or eat that food. It was because I lost someone very important to me who read that blog every day. He commented nearly every day as well and quite frankly, seeing his comments is like seeing a ghost and I couldn’t really bring myself to look at them anymore. When he was sick, he would write to me about how much he loved reading the posts and imagined himself cooking a lot of the things. So, sane as I am, I began to compulsively cook – just to make sure I had enough to share. When he died, I realized a lot of those posts were for him. I think about him every day and I’m so glad we had something in common to talk about. It’s been almost 2 years since he passed away and I’d like to start cooking for him again.