You know it's bad when your own sister is insulting the lameness of your blog posts (sorry, Katie, but I really was excited about the new sneaks!). What I've learned is that there's no way to work out, write for Gothamist, and write here all before work, and unfortunately, this tends to come last. And when I'm working out in the morning, I go to bed earlier. It's a never-ending cycle.
Last weekend, thanks to a hot tip from Tien, Rob and I headed out to Flushing to eat soup dumplings from Din Tai Fung, a Taiwanese restaurant that set up shop for a few weekends here in New York. Some say their soup dumplings are the world's best, and I certainly won't argue. Not only were they beautiful, but they were delicate and light, and absolutely delicious. After dumplings we walked around Flushing to check out the rest of the neighborhood. All I can say is go take a field trip to the end of the 7 train because there is so much good food out there -- Chinese bakeries, hand-pulled ramen noodles, Chinese and Latin roasted chickens, Indian and Asian markets (where I saw these "tacos"), kabobs -- an overwhelming selection. And you can even walk some of it off at the Queens Botanical Garden, which is right nearby.
In theory, I'm heading up to Maine tomorrow morning, but the weather reports (sleet, snow) have gotten the family in a panic. We'll see how it goes. Wish me luck and have a great Thanksgiving!