It’s not a shoppy shop! It’s really nice to go buy a single lemon and chat a little and ask if they mind making you a baguette specially even though it’s not their bread day yet. Is this what the old days were like?
Maybe the best documentary I’ve seen in the last decade?
Estonian women sit in a sauna and discuss what the World does to women’s bodies.
Go watch it and then schvitz with your own coven.
Beans, some cocoa, a couple of cardamom pods, a piece of cinnamon stick. Maybe some chili flakes. Dried sage? Whatever. Throw it in your coffee grinder (get a coffee grinder.) you’ll feel like youre on a little exotic vacation to a place where the coffee is good
I went to ScentBar yesterday and told them I wanted to smell spooky and smoky and the person behind the counter suggested a perfume called Unum. “It’s made by this Italian man who makes clothes for the pope.” Dead correct recco
If you’re traveling upstate via the amtrak, there’s an entrance that takes you directly down to the tracks. 6 o’clock if you’re facing the Laduree kiosk. Maybe it’s skipping the line, but also, it’s Penn Station. Every man for themselves
