The Nom Nom Nom Chronicles

Stumbling back and forth across the Northeast Corridor

Thursday, February 23, 2023

My friend said hello in a dream

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I spent last night learning to roller skate. Well, learning to roller skate while also learning how to race on roller skates. Tony was alway...
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Friday, December 9, 2022

I'm Dreaming of a White Christmas

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 Just like the ones I used to know.  I always imagined this line was in reference to the snow we saw when we were young, and the planet heal...
Tuesday, September 17, 2019

That time I tried to get into NYU

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I was recently digging through an old gmail account looking for something and stumbled upon this gem; an essay I wrote for entrance to the N...
Tuesday, June 4, 2019

Bourdain Day, or How To Stay

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Dear Tony, Well. Maybe I can address you that way. It's been one year since you've gone. Four days from today. The resurgence of y...
Wednesday, May 15, 2019

How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb

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There aren't many places for a girl to stop for a bite en route to work. Not around here, anyway. When a new joint opened a few months b...

The Last Supper

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Dear Tony, I don’t know what to call you. You’ve never been “Tony” to me, and you’ve certainly never been “Uncle Tony”, as some have taken...
Tuesday, June 5, 2018

Del Posto; aka looking for the heart of Monday night

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Among all of the insane shit that’s been going down in this world, the fall of Mario Batali broke my heart. He’s always resonated with me; I...
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