Still in the Apple
Of course I missed the plane. I always miss planes.
And I love the feeling when I all of a sudden get an extra day… Since the packing is already done*), the apartment has been cleaned, most of the errands have been executed etc (that’s partly why I miss planes) there is an ocean of bonus time to concentrate on indulgences when one has missed a plane.
So now I will be able to go down to Jean-Georges Vongerichten’s cool restaurant Spice Market and hang out with my friend Annika….then on to Fulton Fish Market again, this time with a tape recorder.
Of course, going to Spice Market is all about working! I need to talk to their pastry chef Pichet Ong about his academical background, for a Gourmet column.
Let’s see if I make it to the flight tomorrow. I’m on the waiting list!
/Gunilla
*) This is how the packing was done: I shoveled all of the red and black clothes, no matter what kind of garments they were nor if they were dry or not, directly from the drier and into a sack. I squeezed that sack inte one of my bags, and then filled the rest of the bag space up with binders, receipts and books (=my company)… Done! But of course, tomorrow I believe I will have an ocean of time to re-pack…
