By the time I got off the L in Bushwick this evening, the sky—which had threatened rain all day—released its wet freight. Underground a mere minutes before I butted heads with meteorology, I had already decided to take the long route home, if only to be outside for a short while. I even wanted to goContinue reading “Rainy Autumn Playlist: Color | Drain”
Real talk: there is a dearth of great Mexican food in New York City. Thank god for Taqueria Izucar. It’s like finding Shangri La, but for your mouth.