I'm Bing. My friends often accuse me of taking more photos of food than I do of them.

(That is a fair assessment.)

For outfits, see what I wore today.
For food adventures, see: fine dining + gourmet.

There’s a strange stomach bug going around that’s wrecked havoc on my appetite all week, but between the rain and work stress, clam chowder won out against the cramps.

Thanks to a tip from @baseln, I bought a box of Trader Joe’s fat-free instant brownie mix. I’M NEVER USING ANOTHER BROWNIE RECIPE, EVER.

Lunar new year brunch in Chinatown over the weekend. In retrospect, we probably should’ve ordered more vegetables? I’m so weak when faced with buns and noodle soups, though.

The 1920s sucked. It’s like someone in a hundred years saying, “I really wish I lived during the economic meltdown of the 2010s!” and then dressing up as Kim Kardashian. Except the 1920s were worse because women didn’t have autonomy and everyone had syphilis.

Hello, tailor. (via lyrist)

(via lyrist)

Happy lunar new year! I have a good feeling about the year of the dragon.

In my next life I want to live my life backwards. You start out dead and get that out of the way. Then you wake up in an old people’s home feeling better every day. You get kicked out for being too healthy, go collect your pension, and then when you start work, you get a gold watch and a party on your first day. You work for 40 years until you’re young enough to enjoy your retirement. You party, drink alcohol, and are generally promiscuous, then you are ready for high school. You then go to primary school, you become a kid, you play. You have no responsibilities, you become a baby until you are born. And then you spend your last 9 months floating in luxurious spa-like conditions with central heating and room service on tap, larger quarters every day and then Voila! You finish off as an orgasm!

Woody Allen (via jarshmellow)

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The snow today was magnificent. It’s always important to soak up as much joy as possible in the first big snowfall before it all turns to disgusting slush and ice for the rest of winter. Went down to the clinic for a quick errand and took a trip to the Boston Public Library to check out Sputnik Sweetheart and Umbrella Man. Now I have pizza dough rising in the kitchen while I wait for friends to come over to watch a Jean-Luc Godard film. One of those Saturdays.

The only way I like my fries @ Avenue.

Waikato, New Zealand.

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Is there anything that can’t be solved by a large pizza? (No.)

First thing I noticed about this contemporary art piece at the MFA was that I’ve probably seen these clothes reblogged all over Tumblr.

Spending the long weekend sick means lots of pâté and old-fashioned egg stew remedy. I dragged myself out to see Degas and the Nude at the MFA and to Chinatown to pick up a good-luck charm for Lunar New Year, but otherwise I’ve managed to clock in 12 hours of sleep per night.

Went for appetizers last night at Lucky’s by the harbor and got talked into a mixed drink that left me trying to sober up during a guided tour of the new exhibit at the ICAB. Modern art doesn’t make much sense to me even under the best of conditions, so it wasn’t my best hour of the week. So happy it’s Friday. Looking at these pictures now, I remember why walking along the seapoart at night always makes me feel like a damsel in a noir film. Dark archways, soft hums of traffic, yellow lampposts, deserted industrial parking lots.

Anonymous asked: Re: your kindle, I just got a nook and have been downloading a few pdfs/epubs online. Do you download or have a site that you like to go to?

I have an Amazon Prime account, so I take advantage of the lending library and also download a bunch of free books. For pdfs, I usually just google titles.