The other day I was walking by Madison Square Park and I had heard crazy things about
Shake Shack---best burgers (not applicable) and best shakes (hell yes!) and lo and behold, there was no line. The weather was on my side. I was able to grab a chocolate shake in no time flat and head back uptown to Drisha (sans mittens) and enjoy my shake on the lovely N train. Was I making everyone jealous or was I nuts to be standing up, holding onto the poll, one hand with my shake and the other a Paul Auster novel?
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Mums the word, say the flowers in my hair this week.
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Susan at Drisha says Torah for the sake of Torah. And I think that's the best metaphor---anything only for the sake of itself. These are tough times. We need more moments just to live in them fully, but oh how hard it can be.
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Or not.
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An impractical milkshake on an inappropriate day makes me feel like I've somehow gotten away with something so delicious.
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