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I have been a bad blogger. This game feels like a million years ago already but I think it was only last week!

A couple of reasons I’ve been a bad blogger:

1) Blogging is expensive. Ok – only my kind of blogging, because I like to talk about restaurants. And in order to talk about restaurants, you have to go to restaurants… and who is paying for that? This girl! So I had to cool it for awhile. Actually, the past three weeks I’ve gone out to eat a total of maybe three times. It’s been crazy. I have a good restaurant for tomorrow’s post though.

Reason 2) Work. Okay, honestly that’s not as big as reason number 1) but work has been crazy crazy these past few weeks. Side note that sort of relates: I’m kind of dying to eat some oysters right now.

But welcome back to the bloggy blog life of Amanda. I’m happy to have you here.

The above picture is from when the Michigan State Spartans (what up) came to Madison Square Garden to play against Syracuse. There was a lot of orange in that stadium, that’s for sure. And it was kind of gross. And then we got killed.  And it was embarrassing. But I’ll always love my Sparty. Can you spot him down there?

Sparty is such a big man. Kelly and I went down to the sidelines to meet him and get our picture with him, which is something I can now cross off my bucket list (seriously). So that was fun. I also like to take pictures of Missy cheering:

So yeah. I hope MSU comes back to play at MSG again and I hope this time we beat some butt. Go Green!

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Meet Kayti and Amanda circa Dec. 2006 in East Lansing, Michigan. Go Green! We were blondes back then.

Miss Kayti D is coming to New York today for my birthday and I am SO excited. I think in the past six years, there’s only been one birthday I’ve spent without her. Last year, she was here in NYC with me too. So I am pumped. So pumped that last night I looked at a bajillion pictures of us from college, pictures that I cannot BELIEVE we used to post on Facebook for everyone to see.

We have lots of plans for this week/end so stay tuned, y’all. :)

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Besides the Wednesday before Thanksgiving being the biggest bar night of the year, it’s also the night when the parade people put all the floats on Woodward Avenue for the next morning’s Thanksgiving Day Parade in Detroit.

So after going to the bar, my momma picked my friend Nora and I up (yep, that’s right, drink responsibly!) and my aunt and cousin were in the car and we all drove to downtown Detroit. My friend and I were yabbing the entire way there, I remember that. We tried to convince my cousin that Michigan State University is a wayyy better option than Central Michigan (um, obviously?) and I remember all our reasons were ridiculous (I’m pretty sure I brought up Puffin’s Bakery and Urban Outfitters).

Anyway, we finally got there and just like last year, all the floats were just sitting there, all lined up in a row. Last year there were some police officers trolling around as security and this time there were a few trucks nearby keeping watch, making sure nobody did anything stupid to wreck the floats before their big day.

My friend Nora got yelled at for doing this:

“GET OFF THE FLOAT!” A strange voice yelled. So then she decided to play nice:

My mom played with Curious George:

And look, a panda driving a seal!

And of course, the reindeer practicing for their run around the world on Christmas Day. Nora wanted to climb on top of them (who am I kidding, so did I) and while it did look partially feasible, it also partially looked like a near-death experience as well.

It might have been awesome if there was no one around, but we had already been yelled at once by a truck man so it was probably a good idea we didn’t try something stupid again.

Anyway, it was fun and it was freezing. I think we might have fallen asleep in the car on the way home.

One final point. Has anyone ever been to The Whitney? I remember people talking about it a lot during homecoming season in high school, but I completely forgot about it until we found ourselves in front while walking along the floats. There was a party going on and I was getting curiouser and curiouser as the people standing outside stared at us, probably wondering what we were doing. The place is cool from the outside, at least:

Yeah, Detroit.

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Yesterday was a fabulous Saturday in Brooklyn. Woke up at 8 a.m. (yes, on a Saturday) and went running for the first time in WEEKS with a brand new playlist, followed by a trip to the Brooklyn Public Library and the farmer’s market. Now I have endless amounts of peaches, plums, raspberries and blueberries as well as subway reading material for the week. Per-fect.

Later in the day I met up with my friend Lucy, who always knows what’s going on in the city when it comes to music. We went to the Park Slope Bluegrass and Oldtime Jamboree at the Brooklyn Society for Ethical Culture. WTF is a Society for Ethical Culture? I have no idea. But we went there. There were a lot of older people, at least 75% of the hair in the room was white or missing completely. We felt like we had been momentarily transported to Vermont or somewhere, we definitely did not feel like we were still in New York. Some of these people had Southern accents and most of them lacked any sense of style. BUT they played some amazing Bluegrass. I am always awed by any musical abilities and some of these people with their instruments (not to mention voices) really impressed me. This one lady looked like she was 70 years old, played bluegrass bass and sang it out. If only my grandma could do that! (For the record my grandma owns an accordion, so maybe that means something.)

When we first got there, they had sold out of food so we walked two blocks to Sweet Melissa, a bakery on 7th avenue that I’ve heard of and walked by many times but never actually gotten anything from.

Well. I ordered their chicken potpie and it did NOT disappoint. I have no idea the last time when I actually had chicken pot pie was, but it’s been so blah and rainy outside, so a nice, warm, crisp chicken potpie is just what the doctor ordered.

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Will you just look at that pot pie? The color is off because the lighting in the restaurant was not conducive to my photography skills, as is so often the case. But look! It is basically one giant crust that sits on top of a bowl of chicken stew. And the crust was so flaky and easy to break off into pieces, I really don’t think I have ever had better pot pie. It was comparable to the chicken stew they served at the Michigan State University cafeteria. I’m not even kidding, that was some good stuff! But it did not, of course, have that fancy crust.

Anyway, after my pot pie (and Lucy’s salad – she always gets salad!) we ordered a dessert. We got the warm flourless molten chocolate cake instead, basically, my five favorite words right there.

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It was pretty good. My only complaints would be the wrapping was annoying to get around and I think I needed a glass of milk or a spoonful of vanilla ice cream to top it off. And perhaps a little more molten wouldn’t hurt. The next time I’m there I may try one of these cupcakes:

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ANYWAY. This was supposed to be a post about Bluegrass. I like it. I also like that there are things called Pickin’ Tents where everyone brings their instrument, comes and goes as they please and jam along with whoever. Throughout the night we would go outside and check out the impromtu bluegrass band under the tent. My favorite is when everyone was singing along, people’s voices always surprise me.

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A lot of the songs were about West Virginia. One of them I even knew from when I was like ten and would play this Carmen San Diego computer game all the time. Now that was a good game.

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