Looking Back at Black Sesame Frappuccino

I've had a little time to get over the discontinuation of one of my favorite drinks so I decided to google it for some nostalgic reviews. This one is from yelp.com

The black sesame frappuccino is like an icecream shake. It is heavy, even after a couple of sips, but heavenly. Very addictive.

I will find you again....

You

these jokes of humanity
these punchline personifications,
wasted on entitlement
and glorified station.
clogging up the works
with ill administration.
they cannot perform successfully
without your elimination.

-ZG

I would not last a Day on Survivor

I would not last a Day on survivor
Originally uploaded by zanalee

An unidentified critter ran into a corner in my apartment yesterday while I was on the phone with my dad. I shrieked and totally flipped out. My poor dad. He told me to calm down and go get glue traps. All I knew was I had to get out of the apt. So I ran out, called my fiancee to come check the place and kind of hovered near this abandoned yard across the street checking out this stray cat. Maybe if I had a cat this wouldn't be happening.

Yashira Sanjur

Yashira Sanjur
Originally uploaded by zanalee

Some really amazing fan art from the Official True Blood Facebook Fan page. I uploaded my favorites to a set on my flickr account. Click on Eric to see the rest.

They Always Discontinue the Ones I Love

Black sesame frappe
Originally uploaded by zanalee

The worst has happened. The Black Sesame Frappuccino once served at Cafe Zayas in Kinokuniya Bookstore on 6th Ave, which has given me more pleasure than I am able to put into words has been discontinued. I found out today from one of the wait staff today and was devastated. This always happens to me. Always. I know it's just food but I have a very sentimental connection to food I love that makes me feel this good. I can't even bare to think that I will never have the opportunity to feel this way again. Oh my heart. Nothing can ever replace you. : (

Spinning Time

After he was done spinning he veered over to the right and into Cafe Duke. I am not kidding. Perhaps for the salad bar?

Case Closed

All my visions of courtroom drama, "Night Court," "The Practice," "Twelve Angry Men" and such were dashed today when the eight of us jurors were taken to a jurors room and then to a court to sit in the jurors box only to be told that the civil case being tried (really a very basic case of injury in a subway station) had already been settled without us. We were thanked very generously by the female judge for our time and told that this would not have been possible if we had not shown up. I think most of us were just glad to be getting out so soon. I was looking forward to a little court drama once we were in those seats but I had no complaints about leaving early. On our way down the staircase I asked the defense lawyer how the case for the defendant was settled. Apparently his client was only modestly compensated due to being unable to solidly prove the guilt of the plaintiff (MTA).

As we emerged from 80 Centre Street and descended the steps he handed us his card. "You never know when you're gonna need a lawyer." he said.

We got in at 11:00am and were out by 11:45. I could have gone to work but why on earth would I have done that?