I remember visiting my then-boyfriend while he was in grad school at NYU in NYC before I actually moved here. We were on our way to Panna 2–which is easily the best Indian restaurant in the East Village, both for its suuuuuuper cheap food and its crazy photogenic ambiance–when I saw this dog on the sidewalk. Its owners were dining at another Curry Row establishment and had tied it to the leg of one of their chairs so he could stand and watch them eat.
Coming from Ohio, I thought this was the most incredible thing I’d ever seen next to the butter cow at the state fair.
Last week in Santa Monica, we saw this dog doing the same thing:
Only this dog was TEN TIMES BIGGER THAN ANY DOG THAT HAS EVER LIVED IN NYC. Because L.A. apartments are ten times bigger than NYC apartments. And that is the only difference between the two cities.
Haha, just kidding.
Kamran and I were hanging out with his friends Gary and Diana one night and were talking about where we’re going to live when we inevitably move to the Southland, because while I used to put up a fight when Kamran talked about reuniting with his parents someday, I now understand that IT IS HEAVEN OUT THERE and that having lived in the two best cities in the U.S. would make me the best person in the U.S. Right?
We checked Zillow just for an idea of how much a 2-bedroom in Irvine would cost and found that for what the two of us are paying now, we could easily get 3 bedrooms in new builds with gyms and pools and parking.
I asked Diana if apartments in L.A. include dishwashers or washers and dryers, and she said, “You can’t find an apartment here that doesn’t have appliances.”
I die.
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I hung out in Irvine with an ex for awhile a couple of years ago, since he grew up there. I have to admit I loved it. Everything was so clean and pretty. I think this is how I felt about moving to Connecticut. At first I was like whaaaaat? And then I’m totally on board now that I’ve seen the difference between a $500,000 house in Long Island and one in CT. I still hate you for wanting to move though (ha!). Hopefully it won’t be until I move to the burbs myself.
I just checked Zillow and found a 1 bedroom/1bath on W 51st for $1. Manhattan is way cheaper than Irvine. http://tinyurl.com/276ey8x
You’d basically be like Whitney from The City, except the opposite. I hope you get your own MTV reality show, especially with there now being an open slot since The Hills is gone and all.
I’m not worried. You just fall in love with every city you’ve been to the most recently, which means that come October and the Circleville Pumpkin Show, you’ll be ready to move HOME already.
Also, did those people bring that mat especially for their dog? Or does the restaurant keep doggy mats on hand for weirdos like them?
Ew, LA.
I guess we should hang out in Real Life before you move there and I disown you at least 89%. When should we do that?
I love dogs.
You’ll have to change your views about cars.
For what the two of you pay in rent in NYC, you could probably buy a mansion and have a butler in Shreveport.
I’m just saying.
Think about it.
Seriously, in St. Louis, you could have a mansion, a butler, a personal massage therapist, and someone you hire to stand around and then clean your teeth when you need it.
….
So, just my lottery dream then? OK.
I dunno, the butter cow at the fair is pretty amazing in it’s massive glass display case. It makes me want to grab a loaf of warm french bread and a hammer.
A hammer? You know that stuff is soft as a baby’s bottom and twice as sweet.