Fall has come to New York at last. It’s a good excuse to wear black, and the cool air feels nice.
/// skirt with pompoms, F21 / everything else, vintage ///
Hanging out at the bar in this place on Columbia Street we discovered this weekend.
It’s called Fultummy’s and it’s Japanese home-style food.
There is a big spoon on the wall and you can see the people that make your food.
There are also things like wooden bulls and tarot card books, in case you get bored waiting for the food.
You could also await your order in a plush pink armchair.
Who hasn’t wondered what the hell is in all those fancy coffees? I think this is brilliant.
I opted for the tofu teriyaki sandwich, which was as messy as it was tasty.
“We have vegetarian menu now!” Yes! I will be back again to fill my tummy.
Stopped by The New New York Green DIY Block Party in Gowanus this weekend. Got to take home a small, packaged sample of a green roof. Pretty cool.
The Truck Farm was there as well.
With farm animals and all. Would you eat food that was grown on the bed of a truck? I think I would.
/// fringe vest, bag and coin necklace, vintage / earrings from when I was 10-or-so years old / jeans, Levi’s / tee, H&M / maybe I’ll brush my hair tomorrow ///
Waking up in the desert is amazing.
I step out onto the porch and look out over the vast prairie that lies in front of me. All is silent.
I stretch and yawn and am amazed that it’s actually realtively cool here in the morning hours.
Maybe that’s why pretty desert flowers survive.
It also amazes me that there are power lines out here. Too bad there were no solar panels back when these were installed. It would surely have been easier.
One day, I want my own little house on the prairie. Off the grid.
WHO: Johanna Björk
