Diner Journal

Thinking American


A New York Child’s Garden of Verses

(With the usual.)

In winter I get up at night,
And dress by an electric light.
In summer, autumn, ay, and spring,
I have to do the self-same thing.
I have to go to bed and hear
Pianos pounding in my ear,
And hear the janitor cavort
With garbage cans within the court.
And does it not seem hard to you
That I should have these things to do?
Is it not hard for us Manhat-
Tan children in a stuffy flat?
It is very nice to think
The world is full of food and drink;
But, oh, my father says to me
They cost all of his salaree.
When I am grown to man’s estate
I shall be very proud and great;
E’en now I have no reverence,
’Cause I read comic supplements.
New York is so full of a number of kids
I’m sure pretty soon we shall be invalids.
A child should always say what’s true,
And speak when he is spoken to;
And then, when manhood’s age he strikes,
He may be boorish as he likes.

–Franklin Pierce Adams

image: http://www.loc.gov/pictures/item/95508508/

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Sometimes there’s nothing more beautiful than watching milk slowly collide into coffee…or perhaps it’s just that Wednesday b.s..

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Artist & Artist


Imagining what it would be like to be Donald Judd sleeping under a Dan Flavin each night.

Not getting very far.

image: nytimes.com

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Wednesday Groove

Finally understanding what a magic human Björk is after visiting the MoMA retrospective on her work.

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Let’s make it through monday


Check out this recipe for a Hole in the Fence to get your week going right. Feel free to indulge morning or night, we won’t tell.

PUNCH is an online magazine focused on narrative journalism about wine, spirits and cocktails. What’s not to love!

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Has anyone seen a green sausage before???

Get these delicious curiosities in time for Mother’s Day at Marlow & Daughters now!

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Weekend Tips: Wear Sunscreen

Don’t waste your time on jealousy
Sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes you’re behind
The race is long and in the end, it’s only with yourself
Remember compliments you receive, forget the insults, if you succeed in doing this, tell me how
Keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements

Enjoy your body, use it every way you can
Don’t be afraid of it or what other people think of it
It’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever own
Dance, even if you have nowhere to do it but your own living room
Read the directions even if you don’t follow them

An essay written in 1997 by Mary Schmich, a columnist for the Chicago Tribune, accompanied by a Baz Luhrmann created film.

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DJ attempts Love: I

“Eternal love does not exist. Even the strongest passion has its span of life. When its time comes, it dies, and a new love is born.”

“That’s the very reason why love is eternal,” concluded João Fulgêncio, “because it is forever renewed. Passions die, love remains.”

–Jorge Amado, Gabriela, Clove and Cinnamon

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Ugh, it’s too true. Where’s your favorite spot to get greasy?

image: wildfox.com

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Let’s flamingle

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Woah. In awe of this gorgeous flamingo wallpaper found in Gowanus.

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