And a happy 500th blog post to meeeeeeeee...
Merry Christmas to all of you. I am home in New Jersey, where the pace is a bit slower, hence my being on the internet Christmas night (there is not much else to do except bond with my Netflix subscription, though granted I did bring a rather dull book with me--Henry James's The Ambassadors, which is more of a good idea in theory).
Single best and most unexpected Christmas gift: an ice cream maker! Which we have no idea how to get back to DC. I think my dad is shipping it to us.
The weeks before Christmas were quite lively, though I guess that's to be expected--A-100 happy hours, a weekend in New York to see my long-lost (well, not lost so much as moved to the West Coast) friend Claudia, my first professional sporting event ever (a Capitals game--hockey, for those as clueless as I am)... we also saw The Black Swan the other night. Um, creepy.
But Natalie Portman was great. I am so proud of my once-upon-a-time sitting-on-the-same-airplane-and-attending-the-same-university-mate.
New York notes: Hearth was great. Xi'an Famous Foods was even better. Of course, my heart was in the bagels and whitefish salad. The Rubin Museum of Himalayan Art is super nice and well done and stinks of rich people's care for its fate.
I actually documented the holiday in photos for once (an assignment for Chinese class) so maybe we'll get a taste of that someday.
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