craftsmanship, consumerism, virtue, privilege, and quality

like if we had some beers and I put you in a car with the promise or music or something and then you're all of the sudden wondering why we're on a bridge or in a tunnel

when i lived in philly i never went anywhere. had no desire to. i could go a calendar year easy living in center city never getting on a bus/train/cab/car and only going as far as i could walk. i could walk pretty far though.

lol, driving (xpost)

i hate public transportation. its too public. i enjoy walking. just being in manhattan it occurred to me that i would never have to leave the village if i lived there. it has everything i could possibly need.

but i would have to be rich to live there. and i will never be rich. so i live the poor man's paradise life here in western mass. i can walk to the supermarket and my store.

http://www.nytimes.com/2009/07/08/dining/08pizza.html

I did not include predecessors like Patsy’s, Grimaldi’s or Di Fara because they’re products of less self-conscious pizza times. Back then a dismissive telephone greeting like the one I once got at Una Pizza Napoletana (“Hello, Una Pizza, we don’t deliver!”) would have been more surprising, and a recording like the one at South Brooklyn Pizza, in Carroll Gardens, would have been laughable. The British-accented voice in that recording used the phrases “exclusive, votive-lit hideaway,” “hand-crafted” and “custom-made” in the span of 30 seconds, and mentioned an “1890s Napoleon brick oven,” creating ambiguity about whether an Italian region or French emperor was being referenced.

A former ilxor who worked for a literary agency had a boss who came from so much money that she had never lived outside Manhattan in her life and never took the subway, and she was shocked/horrified that her employee(s) would live in Williamsburg and didn't know what train went there. This was...maybe 6 years ago?

― how did I get here? why am I in the whiskey aisle? this is all so (Laurel), Tuesday, April 17, 2012 2:59 PM (Yesterday) Bookmark

haha I have heard similar stories while living in HK

(about HK, not about HK people who have never been to williamsburg)

less self-conscious pizza times

pizza makers -- pizzaiola, they are now called

haha, no they are not, you have got to be kidding me right here

i think what ties brooklynites together, btw, is not a sense of pride or antagonism towards manhattanites, but just people in general trying to ~get shit done~ be it get to work on the train, buy groceries, walk the dog, whatever, people are just about doing what they're doing no judgments, and there seems to be a certain level of mutual respect for people in the community who would otherwise have nothing in common with each other. some sense of 'all in this together.'

― one dis leads to another (ian), Tuesday, April 17, 2012

there aren't that many neighborhoods that fit that description in america

― iatee, Tuesday, April 17, 2012 1:38 PM (2 days ago)

Well, we can immediately eliminate the ones where everyone has a car and disappears into the house at 6pm every day.

(much of Queens?)

much of brooklyn! but yeah

http://www.brownstoner.com/blog/2012/04/artisanal-mayo-store-now-open-in-prospect-heights/

right around the corner from my apartment

belongs in a Portlandia sketch, not in my block, jeeeez

I'd say it's so easy to make your own mayo but I've fucked it up twice trying to use a food processor to do it. Immersion mixer probably key to doing it the fast way. Not that titrating the oil in by hand is all that slow, it's just uh kinda hard. Way better than Hellman's at any rate.

I hope the bulk of their business is to restaurants and the storefront is a sideline.

it looks disgusting. I don't really like mayo though. luckily it's not an artisanal pickle shop or I couldn't so easily mock.

http://empiremayo.myshopify.com/collections/all

http://cdn.shopify.com/s/files/1/0104/4832/files/11_grande.jpg

OF FUCKING COURSE

Considering her hair for summer. Thx, elms.

if you eat nothing but mayo it will happen naturally after a month

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I don't think I look cool enough to start an artisan mayo company

making artisan foods mean never smiling, ever. smirking is acceptable but no open-mouthed smiles. it's in the handbook.

I don't mind dude's look but I'm not into belt buckles

Would Steal her dress.

they both look great. it's just that they both look so perfectly LIKE THAT.

like they might as well be clipart artisanal people

somebody crosspost them into an artisanal smash thread

They look a lot like the couple that ran the admittedly pretty good vintage shop in my old neighborhood -- slightly too old to be dressed the way they are, hipsterish style that's just slightly off, faint traces of the bitterness of a prior failed or unhappy career behind their eyes

faint traces of the bitterness of a prior failed or unhappy career behind their eyes

This is basically indistinguishable from "hungover" after a certain age. I'm all for it.

Also aren't YOU Judgey Judgerson.

yeah, idk what sort of clothing is age appropriate if you're a mayonnaise artisan

a certain something is missing from contenderizer's logo evolution post there...

goes in after teh weezer, right?

i'm kind of liking "artisanal people" way better than "hipsters" atm

"Well, we can immediately eliminate the ones where everyone has a car and disappears into the house at 6pm every day."

yeah i love where we live but i don't know our immediate neighbors at all. i never ever see them. they never sit on their porches out front. and they all have amazing porches. we've lived here since last august in this house and i couldn't tell you what the people who live directly across the street from us look like!

so nice when nice young couple moved in about a month ago two doors down. they are excited to be here like us and happy to get amazing cheap house and i invited them in the other day. feel like we are in similar boats. most of the other people on this block have probably been here forever. the only reason we know our next door neighbor is because we share a driveway. highly doubtful he would have said two words to us otherwise. but we have plenty of friends in town! and more coming all the time. younger people. families. it's all good.
it

almost 20 houses on this block and not one person said a word to us when we moved in. and still have never said a word. except for the guy next door. i don't know if that's weird or what. we made cookies for the people who just moved in. and introduced ourselves.

People who don't use their porches don't deserve 'em imo.

something i noticed at someone's house recently. if you own two or more whiskey bottle-looking bottles that aren't filled with whiskey...you may be a fan of the artisanal. you know, like hand-crafted vinegar or small-batch maple syrup or whatever. its a good look though.

i'm the only person on our block who hangs on the front porch. mostly to smoke, but still...i feel self-conscious sometimes. but i'm getting over it. our porch is awesome. i NEVER see people on their porches in greenfield! and this town is like the land of awesome porches! almost every house has an amazing front porch or back porch or both. or a wraparound porch.

People where I live don't even HAVE porches, they just have stoops, and they will sit outside for hours and hours just chatting to everyone who walks by. I kind of love it, but I covet all of the porches in the places that aren't New York.

I have an enclosed space that is more of a sunroom than a porch, and then a little porch deck out my front door that's small but big enough for one person to sit in a chair or maybe a couple people to stand around smoking or something. My neighbors have a large open porch they sit on all the time. It's nice, it's somewhere to sit outdoors that's just semi-outdoors.

haha, was going to say that artisanal mayo is some bullshit but I'm jealous of that dude because I'm pretty sure he gets (or could get) way more play than I do.

'what if we tried it this time with...mayo'

xpost He gets way more opportunities to spread his "artisanal mayonnaise"

ew ew ew ew ew lol

'this sandwich could use a little...mayo'

dnw ammonia-flavored mayo

Man nothing better than some fresh warm mayo squirted on some on some nice warm buns amirite

I have a big back deck that is rarely used.