the calm before the storm

I survived my first hurricane this past weekend. I stocked up on water, snacks, candles and even filled my tub with water. Here are some pics from my neighborhood before Hurricane Irene came into town. Luckily my apt building had no damages and we didn't lose power. Thank you for all of those who were concerned.


The National Guard at the Armory

Hurricane Shelter via MTA

The Flatiron Building boarded up.

The chips shelf at Walgreens. Good thing I bought my snacks the night before.




8 years

photo by: Irene Suchocki


I moved to New York on August 23, 2003. I started the Master's Program for Art Therapy at the School of Visual Arts. I lived in a single dorm room and moved out after a semester, once I had a mouse problem. Luckily a good friend was moving to NYC around that time, so we rented an apt in the Upper West Side. I lived there for about 4 years then moved to Chinatown. Talk about change of environment. We only lasted less than a year there and moved to Gramercy. Funny how things come in full circle, my current apt is a block away from my old dorm building.

Almost all of my roommates that I've lived with in the past 8 years, moved back to CA or to their respected home towns. Whenever I go home to visit, I get asked the question, "So when are you moving back?". I don't know the answer to that. I'm fortunate enough to live here and experience this crazy, fast moving city for so long. In all honesty though, I don't think I would have survived without the support of my family and friends back at home. And it helps a great deal to have some good friends here to keep you sane.  So to all of you, thank you.


BaoHaus just opened a second location in the East Village and of course I had to check it out. My friend and I shared their Royal Frush combo. No, I didn't spell that wrong, their tagline is Fresh Off The Boat. If you're Asian you'll understand the joke ;) It was also a pleasant surprise to see my friend, Henry as one of their cooks. I ordered the Chairman Bao, Birdhouse Bao and the Robin Givens. Next time I'm thinking of ordering the Uncle Jesse.

Bao Fries

their crazy asian themed mural

Nom Wah Tea Parlor

Back in 2008, I lived in Chinatown on this tiny street called Doyers. Even most cab drivers did not recognize this street. A few stores down from my apt was the Nom Wah Tea Parlor. It was always empty and had just the local men drinking tea and playing a game of mah jong. Recently, Nom Wah has been revived by the owner's nephew into a bustling dim sum spot. Of course my friends and I had to check it out.  

love the vintage cash register

Lindsey and Adrienne with their fans

vintage tea cans

(pictures by Cathie)