23 October 2007

Even in Dutch



Ages ago my friend Suzie came to visit me in Amsterdam and she FINALLY posted her picts to facebook. I've included a few here for those of you who either don't belong to facebook and/or may have forgotten where I stand politically.

Birthday in NYC



No it was not my birthday people, but Ofir's. And not just any birthday but his 30th - the age at which one can no longer pretend responsibility is something "other people" care about. Oi! To ring in his new era of late capitalist accountability we did a bit of measurable celebrating. First, we enjoyed a lovely dinner at Peasant where we savoured good food and a classic celeb sigting (this guy eating with his family). The Italian food at Peasant is truly delicious and worth over-looking their irritatingly snobby (not-in-English) menu. Next we spent an afternoon shopping with total abandon in the city. Shoppers please note that on 5th Avenue around 20th one can find an American Apparel, Intermix, Agnes B., and Kenneth Cole within a block or so from one another. And last, we ended the festivities by downing a few last minute Margaritas with friends in Queens at 5 Burro Cafe.

10 October 2007

Brussels



On the 26th of September I traveled to Brussles with colleagues to attend an awards ceremony for the 2007 Euro Effies. We were delighted to take home the Grand Prix for our Nike Women's “Tell Me I'm Not an Athlete" campaign.

Another thing we were delighted to do was discover L’archiduc where we enjoyed a lovely bottle of champagne and the most welcoming crowd of people any of us had ever encountered. If you are ever in Brussels, you know where to quench your thirst.

Hertfordshire







The second weekend in September I joined some friends in the English countryside to attend Abi’s birthday party (the birthday girl is up top sandwiched between two "friends").

I have been to London several times but never in the land beyond so I was quite excited. Abi's family home is in Hertfordshire which is about a 30 min train ride from London. Apparently the name Hertfordshire is Anglo Saxon for deer crossing and the place has a history dating back to the Stone Age. All I know is that the landscape very peaceful and charming.





The next day a group of us had brunch at a well-known area pub called the The King William IV. The place is known for winning several awards for its vegetarian food as well as for having a very unsual (self-procalimed witch) owner.