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An almost normal summer weekend

A Carroll Gardens mural reminding us to spread love. Photo: Kate Hooker Hello BB and welcome to July! Sure, why the hell not? Seems totally normal that more than half of this berserk 2020 experiment is behind us already, right? If it’s otherwise difficult to wrap my head around this incomprehensible passage of time, the amount and caliber of the sustained fireworks activity happening in my hood on Saturday at least made it impossible to ignore that we have very much made it to the Fourth of July. The news of the infection spikes happening elsewhere in the country is obviously discouraging and scary, but I’m so relieved that my beloved New Yorkers are (so far, and for the most part) still being cautious and respectful …

The one constant of this wild time

We’re all craving connection now, including us, so drop a line to let us know what beautiful things are catching your eye these days. Photo: Kate Hooker Well, ladies and gents, we are—incredibly—heading into week TEN of lockdown, and although things feel a tad less terrifying than they did at the onset of this thing, COVID’s frenetic emotional roller coaster continues apace. At this point, the lack of definitive answers to absolutely any of the millions of niggling questions that run through my mind on an endless loop every day feels like the ultimate crazymaker. What do these staggering unemployment numbers actually mean (other than just, obviously, “bad news”)? Are we all in denial about …

Finding new Friday night routines during COVID

What oddly comforting habits have you picked up in quarantine? Photo: Kate Hooker It’s Friday, everybody! Around these parts, during this particular time in human history, this means pizza night, which involves my sister and I driving to the next town over for curbside pickup of a couple of pies and a growler at the same spot every week. It’s certainly not the best pizza I’ve ever had in my life, nor what would be considered an exciting…