the start of summer

May 27, 2014 |  Category:   life nyc





And the weekend came out blazing, all sunshine and warmth and intense rays of heat. At the beach today, I lathered everyone up with sunscreen, but in a senior moment of absentmindedness forgot to put any on myself, partly because I was stationed under the beach umbrella the whole time and wasn’t really thinking. So right now my legs are pink and the kind of itchy prickliness that you get when you’ve gotten too much sun–a feeling that I’ve forgotten, to be honest, since we’re usually so meticulous about sunscreen.


But it was a pretty glorious, care free weekend of no work and eyes off the computer with multiple outings, made possible by working double time during the week to meet deadlines so that I can have a proper long weekend. Mark did, of course, work the market on Sunday, but when you have a good day and things sell out like limeade and fudgesicles, it makes working the weekend quite worth it.


Our neighborhood was quiet and eerily empty with plenty of empty parking spots dotting the streets (this is how you can tell when the neighborhood goes away on a holiday weekend–by the abundance of street parking), but as soon as we got off the bus to Brooklyn Bridge Park to go visit Mark at the Flea, we were hit with waves of crowds taking in the views of Manhattan across the East River and waiting on lines at various food booths. We were just talking the other day about how eating at outdoor markets is such a “thing” now, a social activity like shopping or going to see a show with your friends. It didn’t really exist before on this scale, did it? I mean there were always food at street fairs and festivals and even some farmer’s markets and those come close I suppose, but they aren’t a permanent fixture like Smorgasburg or as massive an operation–not to mention all the small businesses that it’s incubated. It certainly has changed the food culture of the city from all angles.
On the car ride to the beach this morning, I asked the girls whether or not they thought the year was flying by too fast. I know that time moves differently when you’re young, and as expected they couldn’t really grasp what I was getting at, but they did agree that the winter felt long. It feels like summer already even though the solstice is still a few weeks away. Memorial Day weekend has a way of fooling you like that, so much so that it almost feels weird to wake up the next day to normal school day routines of packing lunches and walking out the door at 8:20 in the morning with backpacks. But I know that the next few weeks will go by in a blink and before we know it, summer will be here for real.
P.S. Our annual Father’s Day gift boxes are now for sale.

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  • Bethany May 27, 2014 at 2:37 pm

    I was so surprised to read, “out the door at 8:20.” That sounds glorious. School here, in a suburb south of Philadelphia, starts at 7:30. It’s nuts really, bc some kids need to be at the bus stop at 7am, which always made mornings here the least happiest time of day.
    Yay to the arrival of summer. I hope you have a good one!

  • Rachel May 27, 2014 at 5:55 pm

    Isn’t the outdoor markets trend the best kind of trend? I love that it gets people away from their bigger screens, at least – phone screens are a whole different beast – and brings people together around the best thing in the world, food. There’s a new craft beer market starting up this summer in Los Angeles on the Sunset Strip, and I’m SO excited about it because it’s within walking distance of where I live and all sorts of food trucks will be there, and that kind of stuff just screams SUMMER to me. Looks like NYC is enjoying the much-deserved beautiful weather!