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The Mean Reds, Mac Conner, & American Food Porn.

This weekend was super chill but eventful. My Saturday consisted of a trip to the Museum of the City of New York for the Mac Conner exhibit, burgers and fries at The Fireplace, and a visit with my mom and sis. Click through for more photos of the exhibit and some major food porn Americana-style!

Illustration for “All the Good Guys Died” by Frederic Wakeman “Behind him, bar sounds rose and fell. A girl said, ‘No one dies till his time comes. That I know.'”


Cheeseburgers. Grilled Cheese Sandwiches. Philly Cheesesteak. Cajun Fries and Onion Rings. Pickles, Texas and Cheese sauces on the side. What diet?

Lately, I’ve been feeling a bit out of whack. I think I feel this way usually about a month or two after getting back from a trip. I’m a creature of habit so when something is completely changed from my usual routine, I feel really off register. From there, it’s a domino effect and everything feels wrong. Add that to the fact that I’ve been having The Mean Reds and you have a recipe for a bajillion meltdowns.

This weekend is supposed to be a new slate. Sloughing off all the bad, all the ugly, and all the residual crap to start anew. It started off well enough when I got a wonderful delivery of bags from the Kate Spade Surprise Sale. I got four bags, and no, I refuse to feel bad about it; I actually wore one on Saturday!

Brian bought us tickets to see the small but important Mac Conner exhibit at the Museum of New York & I couldn’t pass up the chance to wear my Pop Pop bag. It was a really nice way to spend a Saturday – being immersed in 1950’s Illustrations. It’s crazy to think about the fact that people got things done without emails and photocopiers and all the technology we have today. I mean, graphic artists complain now about having to revise artwork based on their client’s constantly changing comments but can you imagine having to redo something without Photoshop or Illustrator?! The mere thought makes my stomach churn.

Illustration for “Strictly Respectable” by Desmond Hall “‘Give him the money back. Then you’ve kept your self-respect. Keep it and…’ ‘And I’ll lose my self-respect?’ Martha asked.”


Illustration for “How Do You Love Me?” by Louise Roedocker “She turned swiftly and walked back up the avenue. Even as she left him, she was aware of the anger and fear that were in his eyes.”


Illustration for “The Good Husband” by Martha Gellhorn “He urged her to have a hobby, an interest outside of their marriage. And so she decided to try collecting men.”


Illustration for “No Kiss for Kate” by Timothy Acres “Pal or no pal, she had expected to see George at the station. But where was he?”


Illustration for “The Man Between” by Barbara Dickinson “At last she found his name and dialed frantically. ‘Jim, I’m – I dpn’t know what’s the matter with me, but…’ ‘I’ll be right there.’ he said.”


Illustration for “The Silent Hostages” by Paul Gallico “‘Don’t anybody move,’ Rickman ordered. ‘This is a snatch.'”


Illustration for “Veni, Vidi, Video” by Willard H. Temple “Pete was lonely, and when the blonde wouldn’t speak to him he bought a television set. Then everybody came to see him, even the blonde – and her boyfriend.”


Illustration for “We Won’t Be Any Trouble” by John and Ward Hawkins “He lowered the paper. There was anxiety in Sara’s face; this was serious business. ‘Do we look okay?’ she asked.”


Illustration for “Where’s Mary Smith” by John Winterich “She’s in New York. Who’s looking for her? James Brown, naturally. So why shouldn’t it be simple for them to get together?”


Illustration for “You’ve Got It Coming” by Verne Athanas “The .45 in my pocket was heavy against my thigh. I sat and waited for Johnny to bring my wife home.”

Speaking of, I was starving by the time we finished with the exhibit so we stopped by Dough Loco (which is mere minutes from the museum) for some delicious donuts. We got there and the place closed two hours early! Apparently, they sold out. HOW?! WHY? This happens every time with them. They’re supposed to be open until 7pm but when we usually get there at 5, they’re shut down for the night. The nerve.

After The Great Donut Disappointment, we headed to New Jersey to have dinner with my sister at one of our favorite spots: The Fireplace. It’s this burger place that’s been around since the 1950’s! This place is actually mine and my sister’s first job ever – I was 16 and worked the counter. Getting that first paycheck felt so good – I mean, I earned every single penny and there were no bills to pay! I really miss having all of that disposable income.

We pretty much ate our feelings that night (see photos). And in an attempt to stop the food coma from kicking in, we dropped by Cool Beans for some chai tea. We capped the night off visiting with my mom and promptly headed back to the city by midnight.

Hope everyone had a great one! If not, here’s a hilarious 15-second video of an owl with some laughter dubbed over.

xx

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