1 Corinthians 13:11-12

You know when you were little how you pointed out the things to adults that are everyday, common things but were so new to you? Or if you don't recall those days, how about when you traveled and you took note of something that marked you as a foreigner? I'm not talking about wearing a fanny pack but something that came from your childish innocence. The excitement of discovering something novel, a treasure you've only heard about in stories. I feel like that now, living here in New York City. To those moments where we find our inner child still kicking around in the dirt. Here are some pictures of some moments that have made my heart happy!

Adam and I decided to do a walking tour despite the rainy weather. Sharing one umbrella, we walked up this street in Washington Heights that leads to George Washington's mansion.


Our adopted NY mother, Cora holding a plate of the infamous "Dinosaur BBQ" located in Harlem. Look Russ...collard greens!


Adam and friends eating the best (cheap and tasty) street food in NYC. It's halal lamb and chicken over rice, salad, and warm pita. With one plate serving easily as 2 meals, the $6 can't be beat.


The long line we waited in for the street food. This food cart operation is efficient with one man in charge of the cash and two others dishing out the goods into tin containers. Customers have control over how much spicy sauce and yogurt they want. Beware of line cutters jumping out from cars and distraught neighboring restaurant owners.