In a city of 8 million, it's hard to feel like you're ever doing something unique or remarkable. But I do think I was the only person in NYC carrying a cast-iron skillet home in my bike bag at 1 am on Sunday night.
Tag: petting zoo
Live Poultry
I'm getting a little worried about myself. All this bluster about fresh-killed meat, but this weekend I was dealing with a few chickens from the petting zoo and felt a small twinge of nausea.