When not bothered with car alarms, subway track shovings, phlegm-splattered streets, or with being steamrolled by high-powered, well-dressed residents, I appreciate the city with a renewed vision.
On Sunday I enjoyed the break dancers on the train without worrying about getting kicked in the face by the one who does back flips. Their music was an unusual underground club mix. I wondered who the artist was, but didn’t want to push past passengers to ask the dancers. So I just enjoyed looking at New York characters on the train like a wide-eyed tourist. Usually I’d be scowling, hyperventilating, crying.
After Trader Joes and Fairways – both madhouses – I went to the train station without the usual threat of impending doom. A black man sitting on a stool on the downtown side was warming up on the electric guitar. The rhythmic pattern unfolded into Led Zeppelin’s Stairway to Heaven. He had a nice psychedelic improvisation. I wanted to run across the tracks to sing in accompaniment.
But you can’t have everything, right? The conductor announced that the train wouldn’t go all the way up. The last stop was City College. We had to get out and wait for the next train. Of course it was crowded.
My blood sugar tanked. My euphoria – gone. It dissipated into annoyance aimed at the woman who didn’t appreciate that people had gotten off at the last stop and that she now had room to move away from me.
Sapped of energy, I took the train past my usual stop to the next one because there’d be no hill. Exhausted, I became neurotically focused on what might be wrong other than a common need to eat.
The Carrot Top bakery was on the way. Just maybe, they would sell Black Forest Cake by the slice again. When they had stopped selling it like this, I thought of having a Black Forest Cake party, an excuse to buy the cake without dealing with the siren call of the whole cake in my refrigerator for me to eat by myself. What — ho! They sold it by the slice again.
Turns out the lack of energy I had at the last leg of my trip was in my head. I skipped home now, cake in hand. Cake, the succor of sinners, the balm in Gilead, the rotter of *teeth bones.
*A shout out to my friend who referred to teeth as “exposed bone.” I totally got this idea from her!
Cake is magic. So is NYC. Hey, I went to this thing the other night – I think you saw my post – Inspired Word NYC? So totally thought you would dig it.
I did see it! I wondered how often they do this. I’ll go back to your post — I thought I recalled you including the site. Thanks for the recommendation!
Yum, nothing beats the blues or the “bitchies” like cake, eh Sandee?
Apparently! So interesting how I perked up at the idea of eating cake — hahaha!
Cake is the reason I am alive.
I believe that La La — it is sometimes my reason for living as well, sadly enough — haha!
Black Forest cake is one of my favorites. That looks like a mighty delicious one that you’ve posted. I’m totally weak when it comes to cake. For me it’s like crack. If I let my mind fixate for too long on Mocha cake… I’ll go a little insane. It’s not even the cake as much as it is the buttercream frosting. Oh lord, what have you done to me, Sandee? Now I have to go find some.
Teeth as exposed bones… maybe if I fixate on that I won’t want the cake! haha!
Ohhh noooo! Did you say…”buttercream frosting!” I could eat that straight! I used to make it when I baked and would have to monitor myself so that there’d be some left to frost the cake with. We’re in trouble now Lisa!
Oh yes, and cake as crack — I totally get that, totally.
Exposed bone? Kinda goes with the quote I posted on FB today. Hope your day gets better.
Trying to define yourself is like trying to bite your own teeth. -Alan Wilson Watts
I love that quote! Funny! I hope you’re feeling better Renee…
I am getting better every day. Now to keep digging through my backlog of work. Grrrrr.
Take care my dear.
I’m glad to hear you’re getting better though. Take it easy. I tell you, if it ain’t one thing it’s another. I guess that’s life’s challenge for us as earthlings 🙂
I want a little bit of peace. Just a tad. Ah well, it proves we are alive doesn’t it?
Ah, cake. Is there no problem you can’t solve?
Love it. It shuts up the kids, the spouse — asexuals use if in lieu of sex.
LOVE Black Forest cake, Sandee. This one looks totally scrumptious! Good for you for skipping out of the bake shop. I’d have probably parked my butt somewhere, eaten the cake, and gone back for seconds…and maybe thirds! hahahaha xoxoM
You know you have a problem when you wait to eat your cake at home, like somebody with a bag of drugs. They have tables and chairs in there but I look forward to coming home and being alone with it.
Jeez, I’m dieting to deal with Holiday poundege. Looks, so good….
This is the time where everyone’s cutting back to make up for all that holiday gorging. At least we can look at it.
Ah, as always, cake to the rescue. And anybody who jogs in New York, especially in the winter, deserves a slice or two. 🙂
Maybe I’ll eat two slices and do the Sloppy Swish to get the weight off — hahaha! I was so in love with that video, I think I watched it 10 times. It has that makeshift cable public access video quality to it that was really clever too. I love the part when he spews bile in Ann Hathaway’s face — as you see I’m obsessed with this video!
You and me both. I like the vomit part, too, and I also like when he holds up the glove and smiles. Hmm, do you think we need to get a life, Sandee?…
Oh yeah, the glove part — I have to go back now to look at it again! Ahahahaha!
I don’t know about you Carrie because you’ve got a lot going on, but me, especially on work hiatus and all — I need to get a life for sure!
Need cake now! Sadly I don’t eat sugar so I generally save cakes for very special occasions. Sounds damn good though.
I like the visual of you doing your best Robert Plant impersonation.
Now I’m kinda fixated on singing this song. I’m thinking of taking guitar lessons soon — maybe…
Yes! Do it! Or just join an already formed band and sing your heart out.
I never thought I’d like singing but sometimes, especially when I hear hard rock or heavy metal classics I feel like I can. You may recall I’m a death metal enthusiast — I don’t think I could ever sing like that as they growl and scream which I love. There are some women who can do it though and I’m totally jealous.
My energy level this weak is real low so please order me two cakes.. I don’t even care what kind..;-)
Awww, Lynne…I hope you get back up to your usual energy level with your creativity and activism. Maybe this a period for ‘me time’. Take it easy Lynne. Maybe your body’s telling you it’s time to slow down a bit?
mmm cake. Nothing is better than cake with lots of frosting and a giant mug of coffee. I would have skipped the whole way home too
Frosting — I can eat it plain, but I love to have the end piece of a square cake where it’s two, three inches thick.
I’m glad that a fix of cake was the tonic you needed to lift your flattened spirits.
Thanks LA! I’m glad it was that simple. In the past it would take gallons of liquor 🙂 Side bar — I think I was channeling you with your tales of New York with this post!
I’m flattered Sandee!
That cake looks delish. Sometimes just a good taste is enough past the dim moments. I hope it did the trick. Looks yummy all right. That was a good move!
It was a good move! I’m already anticipating my next piece.
I want some!
Cake is the balm to soothe the savage bitch in all of us! But in a pinch a chocolate covered coconut macaroon will do too.
I’m thinking of that picture you posted a while back. One of these days I’ll have to try chocolate macaroons.
Now I’m craving cake. Maybe I will try the black forest cake since I’ve never had it before.
I hope you enjoy it Courtney! It’s very rich…
That’s one nice looking cake. Anything involving chocolate, cherries, and frosting can cure whatever ails you.
I do wonder what the cake in the picture tastes like. I wonder if it’s a real cake. It would be really messed up if it wasn’t.
I saw the word cake and came right over! Cake really is the answer to everything 😀
I’m waiting for them to invent that drug where you can eat everything you want, all the cake you want with no consequence.
Yum black forest cake! It’s always made my mood much better 🙂
Glad I’m not the only one! But it seems I’m going to have to cut down on cake, and other foods — putting on weight 😦
Yeah me too… stupid weight!
Just made my son a Key Lime Pie. Any pie fetishes by chance? Or is it always cake?
Oh my God oh my God — I love key lime pie. I’ll bet it came out good too…
I do enjoy a good piece of pie. But. Nowadays, why enjoy pie and cake separately when you can have — PIECAKEN — talk about decadent — check this out:
We should share a cake together… 🙂
That would be lovely — with tea!
oh course…There must be a day within 2013 we could make it happen. 🙂
Sure! Just email me anytime. Take care. Have a great weekend!
…And you deserve every crumb of that cake. After all, you had to endure a lot just to get home. (It’s like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonda🎵) AHA! I haven’t been to NY yet; and I heard that its just like the way you described. Phew, I’m exhausted.
I enjoyed your story. Enjoyed the cake!! 🙂
Oh boy — before you visit, just read a few of my posts about a day in the life in the big city, to prepare yourself — haha! Though I grew up in Manhattan, my family moved to the Bronx for a few years, and Melle Mel from Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five who sang that song, ‘It’s like a jungle…’ went to my high school! That phrase so fits at times…
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knock knock!! What did you eat too much cake and pass out? Just saying helloooo
Ahahaha! A cake induced stupor — I wish! Good to see you!
I haven’t posted as frequently lately, so thanks for checking in to say hello! I appreciate it! I hope you’re enjoying your day. I’m still trying to figure out what to do with mine. I have a big day tomorrow so I think I’m procrastinating as a way to quiet my mind. It’s all good however.
I’ve been slowly pecking away at a post, not in the vein of my usual daily blogging routine. But I’m still in here! See you later Audra and thanks again for saying hello!