A barista told me about this one time he was in Mexico—a little kid told him that when you see someone you're supposed to say, "¿Qué pasa calabaza?" and they're supposed to reply, "Nada nada limonada." — What's up pumpkin? Nothing nothing lemonade. #conversationswithfriends
Said during a meeting. Whenever I hear this phrase I imagine a little cowboy in an old saloon paying for something with a pony. #conversationswithfriends
someone got the hiccups ... and then got called a hiccuppotamus. #conversationswithfriends
such dirty bread. #conversationswithfriends
Mid conversation, someone said this and it made me think of having to karaoke in granny panties ... not sure where the evil music note came from. #conversationswithfriends
Finally, a much overdue post about my November trip to visit my cousin, Becca! It was truly a blast getting to spend time with her—and finding out how similar we are—while experiencing the city as a true New Yorker. I would rather show you what we did than tell you, so I will try to keep my explanations at a minimum.