As a new bike rider (and not a very good one), I adore Professor Boylan’s rumination on her bike riding experiences, both current and as a youth. Just recently when riding home from Prospect Park, with best friends, glow sticks in our spokes and August wind in our hair, I thought that this was one of the best moments ever.
I hope to have many more of those on a bike.
Our friend Chris Baker was featured this week on PDN’s blog. His stunning photographs of NYC harbor are such an interesting perspective and feature an angle of the city that many of us aren’t privy to. I would encourage you to find and follow him on Instagram to get consistent features of his watery view. Kudos to @flemso for the article title and @c_risch for making it happen.
via PDN
One of the gems of our neighborhood is this incredible wine shop. Full of helpful staff and an interesting selection of wine and spirits I find myself finding an excuse to shop here at least once a week. I particularly love their large table that features a selection of approximately 12 whites and 12 reds of varying prices and types; it encourages me to try something new often, knowing that I can trust the recommendation.
Here is a recent story about the shop, how it came to be, and what the owner feels is important.
My brilliant friend, Maggie White, the Editor and Chief in The Local Palate magazine was a guest on this Sunday’s The Morning After on Heritage Radio. Her thoughts on Southern food and the region are definitely worth a listen.
It was also a gentle reminder that my subscription has run out and I must renew!
Perhaps it is because of my work with self-organizing teams or my brother-in-law’s profession, either way I found this article fascinating.
On a nuclear submarine deep under the ice, the view was quite stunning.
My strongest impression, though, was experiencing something you see too little of these days on land: “Excellence.” You’re riding in a pressurized steel tube undersea. If anyone turns one knob the wrong way on the reactor or leaves a vent open, it can be death for everyone. This produces a unique culture among these mostly 20-something submariners. As one officer put it: “You become addicted to integrity.” There is zero tolerance for hiding any mistake. The sense of ownership and mutual accountability is palpable.
