My current day job delivery auto parts has familiarized me with much of Queens, and sometimes I like to go and explore the places I drive by. I'm developing an affection for Long Island City. I'd long been meaning to check out this coffee and tea place called Sweetleaf, and this morning I went to sample their fare. Their website proudly says "Best Coffee in the World" -- a quote attributed to NPR. It's good coffee, and while I don't have the most discerning palette for the java, I'm nothing to sneeze at either. It's too bad they don't have more seating. Didn't stay long, but I'm glad I made the trip.On the way back we drove through a part of LIC that I like a lot, which I think is called Hunters Point. I can see myself living around there. There's a strange feeling in the area like there's something going on even though the streets seem pretty empty most of the time. It's strange but I like that. And, in a strange way, Astoria is starting to feel a little too crowded for me. Not that I don't love it, but I think I could be elsewhere. Just thinking outloud.
Anyway it was in Hunters Point where we stopped at Bricktown Bagel for...bagels. There was this cute girl with curly hair sitting in the window, writing furiously in her moleskine, ignoring the two screaming kids running around unsupervised by their thirtysomething parents. My travel companion's summation:"She's probably all creative and shit...likes to give long blow jobs..."Sounded about right, which probably says something awful about me.