it only took 2 and a half years, but I am now living in my dream neighborhood. No I'm not talking about Mumbai. I'm talking about PARK SLOPE, Crooklyn.

The only way I can describe it to people is by referencing the Cosby show, the neighborhood that the Huckstables lived in. Majestic brownstones, trees lining every block, rogue strollers and dogs galore, it's perfect. I am obsessed with Roots coffee that my bf's amigo Jamey owns, and if you are in the hood go to it - it's on 5th avenue and 18th street. go there, he is the coolest and the food is amazing and southern and the furniture is stuffed and comfortable.

I love how now I am treating my weird, sporadically updated website like a place to review places I love. But if I had my own talk show, I'd do an episode on Roots Cafe. And Jamey's wife Randi would be on and talk about fun stuff, and then Jamey would play "river's edge," a beautiful song my boyfriend and i slow dance to, though it's maybe not meant to be slow danced to. Either way, I love to slow dance with Brendan Fitzgibbons. And now it's in writing.

Two winters ago I lived on the "scary" side, in a studio apartment on prospect park east (what whaaat!) where 1 of the 9 locks still worked and hadn't been kicked in, and where the street scenes of Dangerous Minds were filmed. I'm kidding.
But getting here was not easy, and finding my fantasy apartment was anything but that - meeting the most SKETCH-TASTIC individuals that of course would only advertise on craigslist. i love craigslist, but his list is full of creepies.