To make this short and sweet, these donuts are fantastic.
Someone at my office brought them in from Brooklyn and they taste phenomenal. I've had donuts in the South, often Krispy Kreme or some other type of chain, and donuts in New England, where it sometimes seems like there's a local shop on every block or a Dunkin' Donuts nearby. I've never really been disappointed by Honey Dew or any of the other chains I've tried in the past, but Peter Pan could definitely give just about any chain a run for its money.
If you have a chance, go check it out. It's a little pastry shop in Greenpoint, a Polish neighborhood in Brooklyn, not too far from the Manhattan line. From what I tried (a chocolate-frosted and a jelly), the donuts are definitely worth the hike! They also have coffee, cookies and actual food, not just sweets, and everyone from local residents to the NYPD stops in for fresh pastries and other treats.
Hopefully I will get to take the wife there sometime for coffee and donuts.
What Teachers Make
By Taylor Mali
You want to know what I make?
I make kids work harder than they ever thought they could.
I can make a C+ feel like a Congressional medal of honor
and an A- feel like a slap in the face.
How dare you waste my time with anything less than your very best.
I make kids sit through 40 minutes of study hall
in absolute silence. No, you may not work in groups.
No, you may not ask a question.
Why won't I let you get a drink of water?
Because you're not thirsty, you're bored, that's why.
I make parents tremble in fear when I call home:
I hope I haven't called at a bad time,
I just wanted to talk to you about something Billy said today.
Billy said, "Leave the kid alone. I still cry sometimes, don't you?"
And it was the noblest act of courage I have ever seen.
I make parents see their children for who they are
and what they can be.
You want to know what I make?
I make kids wonder,
I make them question.
I make them criticize.
I make them apologize and mean it.
I make them write, write, write.
And then I make them read.
I make them spell definitely beautiful, definitely beautiful, definitely
over and over and over again until they will never misspell
either one of those words again.
I make them show all their work in math.
Let me break it down for you, so you know what I say is true:
I make a difference! What about you?
Absolute calamity, right?
At one time, this wouldn't have even been possible because cell phones weren't widespread. We've been watching a lot of movies lately, and one of the things I noticed was the presence of the cell phone, or lack thereof.
In one movie, "Definitely Maybe," the main character (Ryan Reynolds) is asked to join the Clinton campaign in 1992. One of the first things he receives is a large, box-shaped cell phone. The novelty? He can be reached anywhere at anytime. I remember seeing these early versions in the supermarket or on the street and wondering where you would carry something so bulky.
Last night, we watched a good part of "Mr. Smith Goes to Washington." If you don't know the movie, it's a 1939 Frank Capra classic. I'd never seen it before, so the wife decided to bring it home. It has the requisite classic actors, political storyline and patriotic themes that I tend to enjoy.
Anyway, at one point the main character (Jimmy Stewart) is sightseeing in D.C. For at least 5 hours, no one can find him. Eventually, he turns up at his office and his secretary places a frantic call to a colleague to confirm his arrival. One of the first thoughts that popped into my head was: "This could have been avoided completely if he had a cell phone." What can you do? It was 1939.
Granted, there's the problem of people not answering the phone no matter where they are. And there's also the problem of everyone having instant access to everyone else. Is this good or bad for developing social skills or maintaining friendships? Who knows.
But other than that, cell phones have some amazing benefits, and can be essential in cases of emergency or for keeping in touch with family and friends, and sometimes for getting access to information and the Internet. As a culture, we've become sort of dependent on the presence of cell phones in our lives.
Now, if I could only remember to bring mine along...
With the wedding being the central focus of our summer, it will be nice to take in the changing leaves, cooler temperatures and fun things like hot apple cider and candy apples. We can probably try out our slow cooker for hot meals since the summer heat is finally beginning to wind down.
Now that I've said that, of course, it'll be 95 degrees out next week!
One of the hardest things to do during the week is come back to work on a Monday morning, especially when it's raining and dreary out. Not that I don't enjoy my job. I actually think I'm pretty luck to be in an office with decent co-workers and where I have some flexibility in my hours. I never get up in the morning and dread going to work. That may not seem like a big deal, but for a relatively young lawyer in New York City, believe me, it is! So I consider myself fortunate for that.
But coming back to any job on Monday can be brutal, no matter what you do. As you can see from our previous posts, we had a pretty fun weekend. From the food market and book store and our peanut buttery lunch on Saturday, to a relaxing Sunday evening of fresh pizza and "Mad Men" episodes, I enjoyed our weekend at home.
But at the same time, I guess you have to fund your weekend outings too, huh? And besides, it's good to have a job to go to at all these days. So it's back to the grind for me. We'll see what this week brings.
The earliest stories about these events have been known to originate in Brussels, Belgium around 1860. A frequently quoted legend traces the origin of this practice to the 16th or 17th Century Netherlands. However, there are also parallels with many dowry practices and the U.S. colonial or hope chest (trousseau) custom.
There no such custom in the U.K., where wedding presents are normally selected from a list provided by the couple, and delivered either at the wedding or by the shop, and sometimes displayed at the wedding. A related custom practised in medieval England was the Bride Ale; in Langland's Piers Plowman (§ B.II.45) there is a reference to a bruydale. This was a feast held before the wedding day, at which the bride made beer and sold it to the guests at a high price.
The earliest use of this sense of the word in print may be in the Grand Rapids Michigan Evening Press 22 June 4, 1904: "The ‘shower parties’ that through mistaken hospitality the wedded couple are forced to attend..." And may derive from the custom in Victorian times for the presents to be put inside a parasol, which when opened would "shower" the bride-to-be with gifts."
For a really long time I have wanted to go to Peanut Butter & Co. But, I never knew where it was or how to get there. My awesome hubby decided that today would be the day that I would get to enjoy my first Peanut Butter & Co. sandwich. It was wonderful. We both had The Elvis Sandwich. Those of you that know us, know that my husband loves Elvis and when we were in college I though he even looked a little bit like him. Needless to say, the Elvis Sandwich (Peanut Butter, Bananas, & Honey) was fantastic. We were very lucky and got a table. The restaurant is very small but, well worth the trip!