Bones, [no] Thugs and Harmony

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Saturday, originally uploaded by nichellest.

I’m in Atlanta visiting the fam. My sister has this adorable little dog named Star who is 10 weeks old.

My dad made the most tasty BBQ ribs on Saturday. They were bone-sucking good. 🙂 Sunday, my family and I went for brunch at The Pecan, a delicious soul food restaurant in downtown College Park. The pepperjack grits are so good.

I got a copy of this new eco-magazine, Boho.

Peekskill Is Not Just For The Facts Of Life

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peekskill backyard, originally uploaded by nichellest.

Saturday after the torrential downpour where some of my carrot cupcakes got wet, I took the train up to Peekskill for a party. I have friends who live in Manhattan that won’t even go to East Williamsburg for a party so the fact that I took Metro North means I am a real trooper.

Derek Hartley, who used to be my neighbor in Harlem, hosted. There were hot dogs and hamburgers on the grill and plenty of cute guys, but they were all gay. It was just my luck that I was the only woman there other than Derek’s neighbor who loves Bud Lime as much I do. I also played Rock Band with the neighbor’s kid and his friend downstairs in the rec room. The boys told me about their Boy Scout badges. I told them about the Montauk Monster. [ I am not often around 8-year old boys] Around 10PM, the Peekskill fireworks started. The fireworks were great especially there’s no light pollution up there. I had a good time, and I felt like I was in America for five hours. I need to leave New York City more often.

Shop Around

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Me at GenArt, originally uploaded by nichellest.

Wednesday evening, I went to GenArt Shop NYC. There were so much beautiful clothes and jewelry, I was overwhelmed. A lot of the jewelry had a Neo-Victorian Steampunk kinda feel with lace, chains, and pearls.

Metromix took pictures of the shoppers.

Ignite: Soldering, Startups and Social Magic

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ignite, originally uploaded by nichellest.

Ignite NYC was amazing in it geekiness and creativity. If I majored in electrical engineering at Georgia Tech, I would have considered competing in the soldering competition. There were about 10 guys who did competed, and twice as many people who documented it via iPhone, digital camera and video camera.

Almost everyone actively or tangentially involve in the “downtown tech scene” was at Ignite. The 5-minute presentations were cool, but there were too many. New Yorkers like to talk and drink WAY more than they like to listen, so it was hard to hear some of the later presentations.

I really liked Tony B’s co-working/start-up rap which included beatbox by Alex from Indy Hall, and Nate Westheimer’s Social Magic Theory. Dressed like a carnival huckster in a seersucker suit and bow tie, Nate explained social magic can be achieved through triangulation and pleasurable cognitive dissonance. After all that I stopped by Tokyo Bar to have dessert. The chocolate parfait is delicious!

Related: Allen Salkin’s New York Times article about the downtown tech scene which included coverage of the Ignite party.

Linda Villarosa and Me

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Nichelle and Linda, originally uploaded by kleopatrjones.

Monday, I along with many wonderful friends celebrated Sarah Schulman’s 50th birthday at East Village public garden Le Petit Versailles.

At the party, I met Linda Villarosa who is a journalist and author. Having written several books about health and parenting for African Americans, she has penned her first novel, Passing For Black, which was just released in June.

My blog buddy and new twitter friend Tayari Jones took this photo.

Caramel Ice Cream, Sweet Music, and A Play with Balls

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caramel ice cream at NYC ICY, originally uploaded by nichellest.

After going to see Erin and Her Cello play at Ars Nova, I stopped by NYC Icy on 10th Avenue to enjoy a scoop of caramel ice cream on a sugar cone. It was delicious! I am so glad they re-opened.

BTW, Erin and Cello are playing at Joe’s Pub on Saturday, August 16. She has news songs and a wonderful cover of a Cranberries tune.

If you like to indulge in culture, check out the last performances of Prince Trevor Among The Elephants which is part of the Midtown Theatre Festival. It is a hilarious, epic fairy tale for adults with a little full front nudity!  Chicks and Giggles alum Kelli Nichols is in the play.

Sweet and Savory at Eton

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hawaiian shaved ice at Eton, originally uploaded by nichellest.

First I will announce this: song titles may not necessarily be the titles of my blog posts. I have do more with SEO (search engine optimization).

Anyway, I stumbled upon a wonderful surprise yesterday evening. As I walking along Sackett Street in Cobble Hill, I saw Eton, this little place that sells Hawaiian shaved ice and savory dumplings. I loved it!

I ordered the pork/beef cabbage dumplings, and they were delicious. Next time, I am going for the chicken mushroom.
porkbeefcabbage dumplings

There are eighteen flavors to choose for the shaved ice including mango, coconut, and passion fruit. Since it was my first time, I chose strawberry/lemon shaved ice. Then you pick a “topping”. Vanilla ice cream was recommended by the Eton, so I went with it even though I was duboius of the taste. Actually the “topping” is actually a “bottoming” since it is put in the cute flowerpot containers first before the shaved ice. The end result is like a creamsicle.

vanilla makes it like a creamsicle

In My Room

Reading an old copy of Giovanni’s Room that I picked on Avenue A yesterday. I feel like both a bourgie and a hipster, and it is making me want to visit the continent.

Went to a Fashion Blogging Meetup tonight.  Chatted with Gala Darling and met the girls from Smashing Darling and Anne from Jet Set Girls.

Mindy is blogging about that Holly Hunter show, “Saving Grace”.  I don’t have cable, but I support my peeps when I can.

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