The Yarn Harlot Missed

I went into NYC on Wednesday to see the Yarn Harlot, and snag my very own copy of her signed book. And to see her again, of course, because that's always a treat!

I got into the city, and had an early lunch here:


I have to say I was a little disappointed. The prices had gone up, and it wasn't as good as usual. Why on earth did they use a caraway rye instead of sourdough bread?

Undeterred, I made my way to a knitting store on 78th and Amsterdam. I forget the name of it, Knitty Something. I really liked the store, what a great selection. But since I'm on a yarn diet, let's just say I stuck to the diet. So that was kind of depressing. Okay, it sucked big time. But it wasn't the stores fault!

Then I made my way to the Borders at Columbus Circle. I wanted to see if I needed a bracelet, or whatever to get in later. I did not. In fact, the girl at the door had no idea what I was talking about, and sent me to the manager. I did buy a copy of the book, I thought that would save time later. I didn't see anywhere to sit, however. So I wondered the shops, looking for somewhere to sit. Nada. So I went back to the Borders, grabbed a cup of coffee, and went out to Columbus Circle. Sitting where the wind was blocked, I finally warmed up, and took these pictures:





I sat and read until the sun disappeared behind a building, and began to get quite cold. My ears began to ache, and my face was freezing. I started to wonder where I could go to warm up. I considered spending the next 4 hours in a bar, but decided that would leave me in no condition to make my way back to see Stephanie. Shop? No, I don't feel like shopping. So I gave up, and went home. I did read the book on my way home, so that was a plus. But I was there in spirit! All in all, the day was kind of a bust.