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there are some interesting restaurants in boston…

Yandream — Mon, 12 Jul 2010 01:53:31 +0000

> french, brasserie, paris made decor, vintage style.

> live music, art, and european

> asian fushion, drifting woodish interior!!!

i won’t expect much of the food..but the interior design is killing me, and it reminds me of the driftwood pavilion, project of 2009 from architectural association.

B&G Oyster

> fresh oyster, england style seafood, and barbara lynch group’s production.

Sportello

> italino, minimalist

another barbara lynch’s. single barbara lynch group’s restaurant is a “wanna go” for me…

Aquitiane

> french, brunch

um..i heard the brunch there is pretty good.

(all photos via flickr)

number two

Yandream — Sun, 11 Jul 2010 02:44:38 +0000

effortless limenade. never thought it was this easy to make.

number one. it is a night like this while thinking of that makes me cry.

Yandream — Sat, 10 Jul 2010 05:32:12 +0000

it is a night like this while thinking of that makes me cry.

the weather’s getting unbearably suffocate and unexpectedly hot (100 f) in boston right now. it is not that i’m complaining that boston is no good, though i whine about it quite often and didn’t really make much effort in finding something amusing here. it’s just, something is missing in the air. and again i was mesmerizing and longing for the zesty summer time last year. maybe, location matters. the brief cloudy sky that blocked the rays from the sun made me feel that i’m not in boston anymore while i was walking down the lane with destination the bus station. it is effing sad being nostalgic of the past/or a certain place while you know it is impossible to turn the clock back or be there at present. despite that fact, thinking of all these free museums, the v&a, the national gallery, tate, british museum, and all these squares and circles trafalgar square piccadilly circles leicester square oxford circles, and all these schools lse central saint martin royal college of art architectural association, and all these pubs pubs pubs everywhere in the corner where you can just hop in and get a pint of stella and chat, and all these markets borough market camden market spitafileds market portobello market, and all these not so sunny days and waking up so early going to bed so late days and all these glares at st pancras station that make me feel motivated and freshed. f. c. u. k. yet it is thinking of something that you want to achieve yet feeling so powerless that makes you feel so hopeless.

hang out with your camera more. please. please. please. maybe you’ll miss here then and realizing you only have one roll of film for it.

[发霉啦] 今天…

Yandream — Fri, 09 Jul 2010 19:52:13 +0000

..去lamont library还完书之后俺的拖鞋突然断裂，特么的大概就穿过5次就挂了,难道是下雨的时候泡的了? 结果俺只能赤脚横穿哈佛校园，然后到最近的uo里面顺便退东西顺便买双鞋。册那的是地面温度大概50摄氏度吧。哦。烫死俺了。外加这双鞋真是被逼的。FML

此外昨天刚听过斯蒂尔够大叔讲you women will consume much more than men on your closet, and your shoes are easily broken.…不要这么灵验好不好好不好 .…

高科技咖啡机什么的最讨厌了

Yandream — Mon, 28 Jun 2010 04:13:50 +0000

在丹麦的时候室友同学有一天拿了一个如上图一样的罐子——当时的我还不知道它有一个这么优雅且暴力的名字，french coffee press ——在玩。我问她那是什么她告诉我这是她今天新淘到8克朗还是10克朗也就是相当于13块钱人民币或者2美元的coffee press。我看着这个跟烧杯一样的玩意儿纳闷问她怎么做咖啡，她说就放咖啡粉，加热水，过一会儿一press就好了呀，然后就有继续开始把烧杯上面的盖子压下去再拔上来然后再压下去再拔上来无限循环。

暑假到了每天去买咖啡会穷死的速溶咖啡不好喝于是镜头又蒙太奇到了当年秋冬季节丹麦之上文对话场景。寻思着买一个coffee press。后来和c小朋友在纽约的继midtown west的bodum倒闭后的一家bath and body works里面买到了心仪的coffee press。下午泡住处附近的咖啡店的时候点了杯卡布奇诺，看着嬉皮小哥倒牛奶做花纹的时候感觉艺术实在太伟大了，深入千家万户中啊！小小一杯咖啡，能创造多少咖啡艺术啊。

受启发了打算自试latte art。youtube教程一番发现需要frothing milk。又youtube了下frothing milk发现不是要有frothing machine就是要有espresso machine。后来靠着万能的google发现了这篇攻略！ how to make milk foam without a frother or machine

(photo from here)

深深的被人类的智慧感动之后打算试验一下，真的好用啊！！！！虽然第一杯做出来的跟没做一样。。。。但是，我看到了空中悬浮了两枚大字，“长肥”，哦不，是“希望”啊，希望！

简短教程：

1. 空罐头罐，或者乐扣乐扣那种盒子，根据个人口味轻重倒入牛奶

2. 晃罐头罐或者盒子，晃到牛奶发泡，体积变为之前的两倍

3. 打开盖子，牛奶放微波炉加热30秒，热度有助于维持泡沫形态

4. 做好了！倒到espresso里面开始自我发挥吧~

附注1 冷牛奶不好发泡，先热一下再晃比较好

附注2 全脂牛奶效果更好

所以说，高科技咖啡机什么的最讨厌了！！！！

i’m just looking for a goddam bicycle

Yandream — Sun, 27 Jun 2010 19:41:25 +0000

(o1,)

“Wrieto-San, what means ‘goddam’?”

“Goddam?” I wondered where she got that.

“Oh, Takako-San, Goddam is a polite word for ‘very.’ You might say it is a goddam fine evening, or it is goddam fresh butter. Or after dinner you say to your hostess, ‘Thank you for your goddam good dinner.’”

“O, O!” she said. (“OO” was her invariable English exclamation.) “O, I see. Please, Wrieto-San, pass me the goddam fresh butter.” And she goddam’d her way through the dinner to a running accompaniment of laughter. Afterward she turned to her host and with perfect naivete thanked him for the “goddam good dinner.”

it is another regular day in this city namely the capital of new england. it is getting a little bit boring on this saturday afternoon. this kind of boredom never cease to consequently occur ever since i landed here, despite the how much research i’ve done on yelp zagat lastfm or other foodie, events, fun targeting websites. we decided to kill this bordem by going to a coffee shop. goddam, how i hate the interpretation of coffee shop in amsterdam. anyway, this coffee shop is still a nice coffee shop, with huge windows and seats outside where you can do people watching. these spots are especailly good for a game day, on which your eyes will be devoured by red sox flows to fenway park and wonder how people reach that kind of unity in uniforms when it comes to watching baseball, or sports. it is still a nice coffe shop despite these never smiling at you — i’m a hipster — pretentious employees. the design elements in this coffee shop, not the coffee, is something that balance out my unsatisfactions, no matter it is about bad music being in the air, or the low temperature of air conditioner, or that asleep wifi router. i decided to read flw’s autobiography and donald hall to sentence this kind of saturday afternoon boredom to death. and this goddam paragraph cracked me up. this kind of saturday afternoon boredom is still lingering in every breath i take now, and soon, i know, it will go on its reincarnation journey to become what is called, sunday boredom.

sweet

Yandream — Tue, 01 Jun 2010 03:22:41 +0000

波士顿的一家cupcake店。走过去又回头来。

剑桥店

波士顿店

造型奇特的cupcake

Sweet Cupcakes

Harvard Square//

0 Brattle St
Harvard Square
Cambridge, MA 02138

Back Bay//

49 Massachusetts Ave
(between Commonwealth Ave & Marlborough St)
Boston, MA 02115

不考四级

Yandream — Wed, 12 May 2010 03:20:50 +0000

he can write, and drink.

“What is terrible is not death but the lives people live or don’t live up until their death. They don’t honor their own lives, they piss on their lives. They shit them away. Dumb fuckers. They concentrate too much on fucking, movies, money, family, fucking. Their minds are full of cotton. They swallow God without thinking, they swallow country without thinking. Soon they forget how to think, they let others think for them. Their brains are stuffed with cotton. They look ugly, they talk ugly, they walk ugly. Play them the great music of the centuries and they can’t hear it. Most people’s deaths are a sham. There’s nothing left to die.”

— Charles Bukowski

Yandream — Wed, 12 May 2010 03:01:45 +0000

(credits)

“One of the traps of adolescence is the sort of paranoid resentment that somehow you’re never going to match up and that everybody else’s life is going to be better and finer and fuller. That everyone else attended some secret lesson in which how to live was taught and you had a dental appointment that day, or you were somehow not invited. And the point of great writers like Wilde is that they make that invitation to you.”

— Stephen Fry

Yandream — Wed, 12 May 2010 02:33:06 +0000

“15岁觉得游泳难，放弃游泳，到18岁遇到一个你喜欢的人约你去游泳，你只好说“我不会耶”。18岁觉得英文难，放弃英文，28岁出现一个很棒但要会英文的工作，你只好说“我不会耶”。人生前期越嫌麻烦，越懒得学，后来就越可能错过让你动心的人和事，错过新风景。” — 蔡康永