i heart brooklyn

yesterday, while taking a break from hard manual labor (explanations in a later, exhustingly long post with photo documentation, i promise/threaten!), emre and i took a stroll down to 'el burrito loco.' while it may not be california, it's the best we got, and since it's on williamsburg's south side--about 22 blocks from our house--we don't venture there on a very regular basis. but it was a beautiful holiday and the streets were teeming with happy hipsters relaxing. we picked up our burritos and took them to mc garren park, where we laid out our alien grass blanket and picniked, watching kids fly kites and noticing the usual stiking resemblance between owners and their dogs. while we stood in line slightly swaying to the salsa beat (okay, i was the one swaying. emre, of course, was not), watching actual mexican people assemble our burritos (let's facce it, if we were in manhattan, we'd be listening to def leppard) and taking in the mellow scene, i felt a wave of love crash over me. i recalled the previous night's encounter with a stupid girl we all agreed must be new to new york, ranting, "i work a hard, fast paced life, and on the weekends, i want immediate options options options NOW. that's what manhattan gives me." okay girl, don't look now, but it's the weekend, and you and 25% of manhattan has taken the L train (or a cab for the not so easy to commit to the borough) out to brooklyn because it's cooler. so there. i love brooklyn. i love my neighborhood. and i love using these sticks attached to my hips to walk all over it enjoying life and love. thankfully, emre is a pro-walking brooklyn lover too. all smiles.


p.s. i do love manhattan too, but brooklyn is home. don't think i don't understand that its proximity to manhattan is one thing that makes it great.

p.p.s. very often, the way i write post is just to choose a photograph to share and see what words it brings. the above, was not the originally intended photo for this post. it was actually this:





and the title was 'i heart new york'. but i found my writing taking me to the 'i heart brooklyn' statement, then it just didn't seem right to use a photo that i shot in union square, manhattan, though it suited the mood better. so there it is. i heart manhattan, too. (okay, eddie and maria, happy?)