Time Of My Life (Good Riddance)

The events of a recent weekend have made me break my six-month blogging hiatus. 

I know: What’s so special that it could pull me away from half a year's worth of journaling, cooking somewhat-edible chicken in various stages of seasoning, and asking people to watch Supernatural? A visit from a few old friends, that’s what: aka, Green Day, Stevie Wonder, Pharrell, and Molly Slicker (that last one wasn’t part of the Global Citizen Festival lineup, though).

It was just one of those weekends that unfolds beautifully — that *chef’s kiss*-kind of perfection you only encounter a few times a year. 

Image: Leland Van Alstyne

Image: Leland Van Alstyne

Friday, Sept. 22

It's Molly's first night in!

Fun fact: When friends come to visit in the city, I am terrible at "picking a place." I understand the logic (what with my living here and everything), but it's no secret that you want to knock their socks off their first night in town.

Meaning, you better have a place up your sleeve that's not too crowded (but not dead), has yummy drinks, tasty food (because nothing works up an appetite like catching up on several months' worth of life), and is conveniently — and picturesquely — located. I don't need that kind of pressure in my life, so naturally, I'll skip that and just suggest whatever my favorite neighborhood of-the-moment is. Then we find a place together.

Molly tries a gasoline-y drink in West Village. 

Molly tries a gasoline-y drink in West Village. 

When you stumble upon the Freewheelin' street with book in hand, you take the cheesy picture.

When you stumble upon the Freewheelin' street with book in hand, you take the cheesy picture.

Molly and I landed on a West Village spot that was fairly photogenic — I mean, look at Molly sip that drink in such exquisite lighting! It had some fantastic fries, but the drinks we ordered tasted like gasoline. (If you enjoy a strong drinks and are into cars, you'd probably love this place!)

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After we finished up, Leland met up with us and we were off to The Rusty Knot, a delightful Christmas-light covered wood paneled dive bar just about as close to the Hudson as you can be without falling in.

Here, you can see Molly and Leland and a scary clown painting — all the makings of a great night. Add in that signature Frozen Mermaid blended mojito drink and a few classic rock songs, and is there anything better? A: No, not really.

 

 

Saturday, Sept. 23

The day of the Global Citizen Festival! If you haven't heard about this yet, it's a one-day music festival in Central Park you can get into by doing acts of kindness — like signing petitions, calling your senators, etc. in the weeks beforehand. After completing these tasks, you're entered into a lottery for free tickets (this year's lineup was Stevie Wonder, Green Day, The Killers, Pharrell, and a few others). 

Image: Leland Van Alstyne

Image: Leland Van Alstyne

Images: Leland Van Alstyne

Images: Leland Van Alstyne

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Because the universe likes to test me, I didn't win tickets in any of the three (three!) lotteries, but thankfully Leland's friend kindly offered her +1 to me. I was in, folks! And I proceeded to scream/cry Green Day's "Time Of Your Life (Good Riddance)" with the best of them. Being led by Stevie Wonder into a chorus of John Lennon's "Imagine" was one of those moments when you feel like you're exactly where you're supposed to be. I mostly appreciate those moments long after they've past — so to be fully present in one was nothing short of magic. (Magic! Yeah, I said it.)

Sunday, Sept. 24

We knew we couldn't top that Saturday in the city, so we hightailed it to Seabright, NJ to run into another hometown friend who was passing through the beach town. What's up, Taran?!

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We <3 Iced Tea.

We <3 Iced Tea.

So there concludes one of the best times I've had in the past six months, thanks to two wonderful friends I've been lucky to know since the dinosaurs roamed the land — or, you know, middle school. And to that weekend I say "good riddance!" if only because its departure means the next one's right around the corner.