Only problem with this post is that it neglected to mention the countless establishments that are already decked out in full Christmas glory. Seriously - one seasonal holiday specialty at a time!
Slash I'm also having a really difficult time feeling festive for ANY holiday when it's still been feeling like summer until just this past week, but pumpkin-y goodness might help with that. :-)
I could write about four pages about my quest to find pumpkin ale in this dang city. Oh, I did find Smuttynose, and it was a crapfest (I hate strong hops). Southern Tier was good, and Jack's Pumpkin spice is surprisingly bearable, but I visited six stores all over the city seeking Dogfish Head, to no avail. And, at one of the last places, they were like "Yeah we're getting in winter stuff now...". WINTER? It's not even November yet!
"It is as if we only existed one at a time, combining to achieve continuity. I keep space warm for Higgs. My presence defines his absence, his absence confirms my presence, his presence precludes mine... When Higgs and I walk down this aisle together to claim our common seat, the oceans will fall into the sky and the trees will hang with fishes.... The very sight of me with a complimentary ticket is enough. The streets are impassable tonight, the country is rising and the cry goes up from hill to hill-- Where-- is-- Higgs? Perhaps he's dead at last, or trapped in a lift somwhere, or succumbed to amnesia, wandering the land with his turn-ups stuffed with ticket-stubs.... It will follow me to the grave and become my epitaph-- Here lies Moon the second string: where's Higgs?" --Tom Stoppard, The Real Inspector Hound
About Where's Higgs?:
Where's Higgs? is a collection of essays, articles and reviews about theatre, film, television, music, literature, and pop culture written by an occasional critic and commentator on her days off from the craziness of life in New York.
Who Am I?
A verbose and opinionated graduate student, director, actor, stage manager, musician, and writer living in New York, I spend what probably borders on an unhealthy amount of my time pondering the things I see, hear, and read. I adore Shakespeare, I'm prone to bursting out into song at random moments, I fly a Jolly Roger from my wall, I have a weakness for a good pint of Guinness, I dislike broccoli, I love to travel and I live for adventure. Also, I'm a pirate.
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Only problem with this post is that it neglected to mention the countless establishments that are already decked out in full Christmas glory. Seriously - one seasonal holiday specialty at a time!
Slash I'm also having a really difficult time feeling festive for ANY holiday when it's still been feeling like summer until just this past week, but pumpkin-y goodness might help with that. :-)
I could write about four pages about my quest to find pumpkin ale in this dang city. Oh, I did find Smuttynose, and it was a crapfest (I hate strong hops). Southern Tier was good, and Jack's Pumpkin spice is surprisingly bearable, but I visited six stores all over the city seeking Dogfish Head, to no avail. And, at one of the last places, they were like "Yeah we're getting in winter stuff now...". WINTER? It's not even November yet!
ROAAAAAAAAAAR!
(Turns into Hulk)
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