Thursday, September 3, 2009
I have been embroidering up a storm this week. Mostly making signs for the quilt. I don't know much about embroidery. I just poke my needle in and out of the fabric and hope for the best. I think there are more sophisticated methods out there...but I don't know them...yet.
So...let me explain...
When you drive into Brooklyn, there are these signs on the highway that say, "Welcome to Brooklyn. Believe the Hype." or "Welcome to Brooklyn. Everybody is from here." And then on your way out the signs say, "Leaving Brooklyn. Fuhgetaboutit." So, I made two. One for "Welcome to" and one for "Leaving".
You might be asking yourself: "Do people really say fuhgetaboutit in Brooklyn?" And, I'd have to say: yup. They do. Not everybody. But a lot of people.
This might be my favorite part of the quilt so far. This is my Fresh Direct truck. Fresh Direct is the company that I order groceries from. Dave and I have tried all kinds of different ways to acquire groceries. Farmer's Markets, Food Coops, local grocery stores... Before we had kids, I would make a list and Dave would go and get the groceries and lug them home. They were crazy heavy (think: milk, juice, bags of flour...it adds up!) and once kids came along, our method just didn't make sense. So I did some price checking, and Fresh Direct looked pretty appealing.
The groceries were the same price as in the store (though that might not be the case anymore. I haven't checked in a while). There was a 5 dollar delivery charge, which I was completely willing to pay. And, get this, the groceries come right to my door. For a while my delivery guy was from the Dominican Republic, so I got to practice my Spanish each week. All kinds of perks with Fresh Direct! So now, every Sunday I place my order for groceries. And every Monday they arrive. Andrew thinks this is how everyone gets food. A man brings it in boxes.
We don't get our produce from Fresh Direct. We get a lot of it from a CSA and the rest we get from our local produce stands. There is probably a produce stand on every other block. We are in no way lacking for corn or green beans.
Anyway, cute truck. No?
And! One more thing and then I'll leave you alone. In this photo you can just barely see a yellow pick up truck that says "taxi". This is the truck that brought me to the hospital when I was in labor with Isaac. You can read about that here.
Ok. I'm done.