Category:
Hair Salons
Neighborhood: Upper West Side
I called to set an appointment to start my locs, about three weeks in advance. I was told that the next available date was right after the holiday (which is still considered the holiday.) Did not mind. I was quoted a fantastic price. I am jubilant and anxious.
When I arrived, there was a hairdresser and two young patrons were getting braids. They were so uncomfortable having a male in the room that they announced it. "You Scare me! This place is closed! You are not supposed to be here. I am supposed to have this place all to myself!"
Saturated by all of this angst, my mundane reply was that I have an appointment. I quickly pulled out my Nook.
Another lady arrived, about a half hour later. She came to me and gave me an overview of her hair loc process. She pitched her products. And went over the guidelines to make the process smooth, which included an eight week ban from washing my hair.
The hairdresser that was working with the yelling patron washed my hair, prepped, and gel twisted my hair. An hour later, I was done and happy with the job.
The price that the late arriving hairdresser rings is not the price I was quoted. She believes that 'twists' are not starter locs. She wants haggle banter. I can't play that game.We, eventually, reach an agreement.
I do like their hair product. I am a fan of their oils. And the hairdresser that twisted my hair, put me to sleep, several times, while tugging and lubing my hair.
Depending on how these gel twists last will determine my frequency into a den, feeling uninvited. Socially, I felt so rushed, that I still do not know anyone's name there.
Category:
Chinese
Neighborhood: Upper West Side
Their fried Chicken Dumplings are so far one thing I will re-order. The Sweet and Sour Sauce is nothing special. But together, there is a little 'wonder twins' action for the taste buds.
In this well lit space, there is a table of four women, who are thrashing the food in front of them. If they had manicures, those nails are headed towards a digestive hell. The way, one in particular, was gnawing on a rib, made me long for a Pitbull. *sigh* Because of them, the nameless ravenous horde of divas, my anticipation was through the roof.
But I did not want to get the usual (Wings, French Fries, Fried Rice.) In fact, they (the counter staff) expect to get many orders of them, since their counter had troop formations of ketchup and Hot Sauce bottles. I believe that the bottles could hold 64 oz of each condiment. Freakin' huge!!!
I order an Egg Drop Soup and a Pork Mei Fun. Together it was only seven bucks. It took about eleven minutes to come out. One thing I noticed was I couldn't see the cook. I was trying! I do like on the receipt, the order is written in Chinese and English.
The Egg Drop Soup just tasted like hair oil. Aw lawd, i am about to perm my tongue. Jerome, get the mirror!!! Very lackluster and tasteless. I drank it as if I was double dared, quickly and without a grimace.
The Pork Mei Fun also had no flavor. Maybe, the ingredients were supposed to have a conversation with me. Maybe they were lost in translation. I was happy that I requested a chili pepper sauce. I received a 4 oz. Ramekin of it. It was fire! Good warmth saved the dish!!!
It is the first day, so I cannot say I won't go back. I just do not want to resort to just ordering wings and such. They have fried items on their menu like 'chicken balls. ' Be afraid!!!!
Category:
Pizza
Neighborhood: Upper West Side
Category:
Bookstores
Neighborhood: Morningside Heights
Category:
Mexican
Neighborhood: Manhattan Valley
You really cannot go wrong with a big booty burrito plus a side of guac and chips. As much as I hate lines, it is so well worth it. Plus I like the Negra Modelo beer.
The hardest part of Chipotle is finding a seat. They should know that big booties get the 'itis quick...Sheesh!
Category:
Chinese
Neighborhood: Manhattan Valley
Category:
Burgers
Neighborhood: Upper West Side
Category:
Coffee & Tea
Neighborhood: Upper West Side
Listed in: Writing Nook
Category:
Libraries
Neighborhoods: Midtown West, Midtown East
Listed in: Writing Nook
Categories:
American (Traditional),
Bookstores,
Sandwiches
Listed in: Writing Nook
"The Hidden Leaf's Nine-Tail Yelper"
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242 Useful, 207 Funny, and 246 Cool
New York, NY
Yelping SinceDecember 2009
Things I LovePeanut Butter Wolf and Madlib, kaleidoscopes, hoodies, plus owls
Find Me Inplaces my Kick Scooter will carry me
When I'm Not Yelping...I am creating worlds.
My Second Favorite Website The Last Great Book I ReadStill Life With Woodpecker
My First ConcertSalt-N-Pepa, Herby Luvbug, and DJ Starski
My Favorite MovieHeat
Don't Tell Anyone Else But...I love long bus rides.
Most Recent DiscoveryGinger Chews
Current CrushYogurt Peanut Clusters
As I removed my doo rag, I see dead dreadlocks. Then I wished I was face deep in Mary Jane. I haven't been back. I am discerning whether to go back. My hair is growing in an erratic pattern. I may have to wait four or five months to see if it is salvageable.