Comments on: Restaurant Review: Roebling Tea Room; Renegade Craft Fair 2008

By: Unapologetically Mundane » Restaurant Review: Essex

Unapologetically Mundane » Restaurant Review: Essex — Mon, 14 Jul 2008 19:15:25 +0000

[...] fit right in.) I was amused that they offer a Sunday evening brunch until 8 p.m. after my assertion here that brunch in NYC can last strangely into the evening. Maybe that’s when all of the hip [...]

By: plumpdumpling

plumpdumpling — Fri, 27 Jun 2008 13:37:33 +0000

The Internet demands a picture of you sexily gnawing on a corndog!

By: Kelly

Kelly — Fri, 27 Jun 2008 01:13:21 +0000

YESSSSSSSSSSSSS…I LOVE HOTDOGS SO MUCH…

(That was me being my sluttiest, btw. What it lacks in sexy in makes up for in capital letters.)

By: plumpdumpling

plumpdumpling — Thu, 26 Jun 2008 19:20:15 +0000

I really enjoy that you can see a fat middle-aged woman and a guy in a baggy (and therefore obviously non-ironic) t-shirt in the background of that first picture of Emily, though. SO NOT HIPSTER.

Come visit me, baby, and I’ll get you all the pink designer knockoffs you want.

By: plumpdumpling

plumpdumpling — Thu, 26 Jun 2008 19:17:17 +0000

Speaking of which, guess what I ate the other day. Bacon in CHOCOLATE.

Best day of my life.

By: plumpdumpling

plumpdumpling — Thu, 26 Jun 2008 19:16:24 +0000

Right, yeah, I only have, like, ten friends here. You should know the placement of their every mole and ear hair.

By: caropal

caropal — Thu, 26 Jun 2008 18:08:27 +0000

You make me want to go to New York and have brunch with hipsters, too! And I don’t even really LIKE hipsters.

I do, however, reallyreally want your friend’s pink bag. And possibly to steal your other friend’s dog. Possibly.

By: alison

alison — Thu, 26 Jun 2008 16:52:49 +0000

OH MAN THAT PANCAKE LOOKS LIKE IT IS WRAPPED IN BACON

By: spaghedeity

spaghedeity — Thu, 26 Jun 2008 15:51:07 +0000

Oh! I recognise some of those girls! Recurring characters!

By: plumpdumpling

plumpdumpling — Thu, 26 Jun 2008 13:56:24 +0000

For you, my dear. And look! They even have little grill burn marks! Plus Etsy sponsored the craft fair, so it’s totally relevant.

You’re the sluttiest.

By: Kelly

Kelly — Wed, 25 Jun 2008 21:30:51 +0000

Basically, yes. Yes, that’s exactly what I’m saying. Penny is a fine dog, but you’re right, DAMN, THAT’S ONE FINE BAG.

Maybe I should change my name to Bag_Slut?

Now I just want some hotdog earrings. Hotdog_Earring_Slut?

By: Tracey

Tracey — Wed, 25 Jun 2008 21:21:36 +0000

EVERYTHING about hot dogs makes me think “superhero”.

Duh.

By: plumpdumpling

plumpdumpling — Wed, 25 Jun 2008 21:19:40 +0000

Now what EXACTLY about hot dogs made you think “superhero!”?

By: plumpdumpling

plumpdumpling — Wed, 25 Jun 2008 21:18:35 +0000

So what you’re telling me is that you reserve all of your small-yappy-dog love for Chihuahua, while innocent little Penny who was bred to not aggravate your allergies gets ignored FOR A BAG?

I guess you’re true to your name. It is a fine bag, though, I agree.

By: Tracey

Tracey — Wed, 25 Jun 2008 21:18:06 +0000

Little did you know that the hot dog earrings actually give me superhuman hearing skills, so we’ll end up being opposites.

By: plumpdumpling

plumpdumpling — Wed, 25 Jun 2008 21:15:30 +0000

It was awesome how Emily was all, “$75 lightning bolt necklace? No problem!”, while I was all, “$8 3-dimensional strawberry that I want to wear every day of my life? I’m not sure I can swing it.”

If you wear the hot dog earrings, I’ll wear my pig butt earbuds everywhere we go. I won’t be able to hear you, but at least we’ll match.

By: Kelly

Kelly — Wed, 25 Jun 2008 19:51:29 +0000

I think it tells you everything you need to know about me that I wasn’t all, “Oh, what a cute little doggie-wog!”

No, I was all, “OMG I LOVE EMILY’S BAG SO MUCH.”

P.S. I love your life.

By: Tracey

Tracey — Wed, 25 Jun 2008 19:51:23 +0000

You failed to mention the glass strawberry necklace. I’m intrigued. We should make more of an effort to wear food-inspired jewelry and clothing. I’ll be sure to pack my hot dog earrings when I come to see you.