{Thankful November} 18: Neighborhood Bars
November 27th, 2011 | Rachel
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I meant to take a picture earlier this day to illustrate this post. Steve met some of our friends down at my old neighborhood bar, Arctica Bar & Grill, to watch football. Later I met up with them, as well as the other girlfriend and wife, and the three couples had some drinks and bullshitted with the bartenders for a bit before venturing out for dinner.
I credit Davina with finding what became our very own “Cheers” bar for the two years we lived a few blocks apart in Gramercy/Murray Hill. She and I moved to the city around the same time (we only met because we were both looking for a temporary roommate on Craigslist and fate brought us together… but that story is for another day), and we were looking for fun things to do. She had seen a sign for an open mic night at Arctica, and we thought free midweek entertainment sounded fun. We ended up having so much fun that first week that we started going every week.
One day Davina announced that she wanted to write a song to sing at the open mic night (I had no idea she could even sing), so she got a guitar, brushed up on some chords, and wrote a song. I remember the night she came over to my apartment to check up on my because my boyfriend had just dumped me, and she saw my guitar and asked if I wanted to hear her song. As it turns out, she has a voice like Celine Dion and can write songs better than Taylor Swift (who I really like, so that is intended as a compliment).
Davina Amiri became a regular singer at the open mic night and I continued to go to drink happy hour drinks (and free ones when the bartenders felt so inclined) and listen to a number of really talented singer songwriters in the city. We made a lot of friends through those open mic nights, and eventually started meeting the friends of those friends outside of Arctica.
The first year, she and I were hanging out at Arctica two or three times a week. We got to know the owner and the manager, the MC’s of the open mic nights, and all of the bartenders (until they all disappeared a year later, but I’m slowly rebuilding my rapport). On other nights of the week the bar had such a laid back, friendly vibe that people loved it whenever I met them there for drinks.
Arctica became so sacred to me that I made it off limits to any of my dating escapades in 2009 (with the exception of one Match.com second date who I invited to open mic night against my better judgment, to which the universe responded by having him stand me up… something about not having any pants to wear). One day I got up the nerve to stop by Arctica unaccompanied and without plans to meet up with anyone and was ecstatic to find several other patrons I already knew, plus the usual bartenders. It was truly my “Cheers” bar.
I have since moved out of the neighborhood and only go there about once a month if I’m lucky, but I still feel a sense of comfort walking into Arctica’s familiar doorway. The friends I made there are some of my favorite people in the city, and I know I’ll be keeping in touch with them even when I am no longer living in the city.
Here’s to neighborhood bars and their familiar faces, bar stools and glasses.
Davina and me at the end of our 2010 St. Patrick’s Day beer crawl
{Thankful November} 17: Fall Leaves
November 26th, 2011 | Rachel
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Its amazing how fast the leaves change. Or maybe its time that flies by so quickly.
For the past month I’ve been telling myself nearly every day that I am going to go out and take pictures of the city foliage before the leaves fall, and here I am today with hardly any pictures while the trees rapidly shed their leaves outside. I feel lucky to take the M86 through Central Park to work every day, a great reminder of how many trees we actually have in the city.
I am thankful for fall leaves as a spectacular exhibition of color and texture and as a visual reminder of both the change of the seasons and the constant march of time.
Fall in New York City
{Thankful November} 16: NYC Public Transit System
November 26th, 2011 | Rachel
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So maybe it does take me 45 minutes to travel the three miles between my apartment and the bakery, I still think the New York City public transit system is fine-tuned network of subway trains, and buses, and drivers, and maintenance teams, and ticket agents, and traffic dispatchers, and countless other employees that keep this city moving.
Thank you, Metropolitan Transit Authority.
{Thankful November} 15: 30 Rock (and Tine Fey)
November 26th, 2011 | Rachel
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Now that Steve and I have finished the four available seasons of Mad Men, the only thing I am watching (on Netflix On Demand) are a few remaining episodes of 30 Rock… and endless reruns because this show never gets old.
Kudos to Tina Fey for creating such a successful television show and for being an awesome professional role model and all around super cool lady.
{Thankful November} 14: Down Comforters
November 26th, 2011 | Rachel
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Even though it is a beautiful 68 degrees in New York City today, we’ve had enough seasonally appropriate weather this November to make me thankful for my fluffy down comforter that keeps me warm even though city housing code allows my building to turn off the heat at night until my bedroom hits a chilly 55 degrees (way to shoot for the bare minimum, Columbia University).
Thank you, cozy blanket of fluff!