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When people ask me where I live, I often reply with "New Haven, you know, Yale University." To some we're part of New England and to others we make up the tri-state area. Technically, both are true. 

City life stamped with an ivy league university gives New Haven a traditional quaint New England vibe. The area is surrounded by rustic colonials, hip brownstones, and modern buildings. There's something whimsical and authentic about walking around town. Every season carries its beauty, but Yale has some of the most gorgeous architecture seen anytime throughout the year, a lost art appreciation, if you ask some. And with every city, we have parts you should never venture to alone at night. 

You can make it through all the hot spots in a weekend. We're a small microcosm in the grand scheme of 'city life'. It's common to bump into someone you know, an old friend, co-worker, or that weird dude who insisted on wearing a cowboy hat on your movie date. 

People seem to dress like everyone else, a dash of hipster, a cup of trendy, and a scoop of preppy. We have neat little mom and pop restaurants and corner stores. There's even an insomniac cookie joint that recently opened, in addition to a meatball cafe. 

But, let's get real. People come to New Haven to eat apizza. I don't care what anyone says, New Haven has the best pizza. There are the 'top 3': Pepe's, Modern, and Sally's. White clam pizza is the city's signature dish. These places have been opened for close to a hundred years, but don't expect their menus to have changed with the times. They don't give a shit about your gluten allergy or vegan-ism.  They make Apizza!

"What do you want?" is extend of your waitress' friendliness. Don't worry, you'll know exactly what you want because you've likely had to wait in a long line for a table. It's worth the wait, just ask the freezing patrons waiting outside for their fix. Pizza is their crack. 

If you don't like pizza, there's something wrong with you.

There are plenty of other delicious dining options, and several ethnic possibilities. If you're just stopping by for lunch, we have food trucks and carts galore. Did you know the birthplace of the hamburger sandwich was in New Haven? Louis' Lunch. 

And, I can't mention New Haven without talking about our bars. Even though the drinks are pricey, 116 Crown is hip spot with unique cocktails. Maybe a silver of J. Crew style has worn off on me, but I do love "Grace" made with frothed Absinthe (not my checking account, it's $20!). If you're passing through, you'd likely find me at my two staples: Cask or Firehouse. 

As waspy as Yale is, there is a fair share of pretentiousness. Despite the intelligence of these ivy leaguers, there are incapable of properly using a crosswalk. Some don't know what budgets are or can't grasp your family only has one house, but thankfully, you can avoid them. Just don't take up Squash. 

Like any city, you find your niche, your people, your posse. Once you find it, you have instant friends. We're a bunch of earthy-crunchy liberals. Supporting the local scene: farmers, artists, the impoverished, and animals are a large part of what New Haven encompasses. 

Claire, owner of her own vegetarian cafe and huge supporter of local farming, motto is "We want people to know what real food tastes like." And, then there's Miya's, a sustainable and unique sushi restaurant. Firecracker sake bombs accompanied with goat cheese sushi, say what? The place is wild and endlessly entertaining-a great company that gives a lot back to our community. 

Last night while making dinner I had the honor of talking to a real life princess.  Not only a princess, but a mistress of the universe.  I'm not sharing what we talked about because seriously...I've never talked to a princess before and it was fucking awesome.

My friend must have felt a disturbance in the force last night as I was suffering through the worst movie I've seen in some time, the Miley Cyrus classic, "LOL", because she said I should turn that shit off and listen to some ASMR.  Now my friend is a full decade behind me so I'm thinking hey, this must be some new kind of hip music all the kids are listening to so I decide to google it.  ASMR is not an alternative garage band out of Houston, Texas, but an actual science.  I'm not sure what else to say about ASMR except YouTube that shit.  Especially the nail tapping or deep sleep asmr videos are the tits.  Not sure if it relaxes me or if it really turns me on, but they were by far more entertaining then "LOL." 

There's a guy at my work who we have nicknamed "Jizz 4 Shiz"  Good luck getting that out of your brain for awhile.  Jizz 4 Shiz.

Thanks to cannibalqueenn and bumbys I'll be watching "Take This Waltz" tonight.  I wanna give Jessica a shoutout for posting spoilers in her review.  I don't remember too much of what Leslie told me because I started talking about "My Blue Valentine", but if I remember right she didn't like this film.  So, since it's all I've been reading about lately I'm going to watch it tonight.  

Someone unfollowed me and I'm not the least bit upset by it.  It wasn't the one I thought would so that made me quite happy.   One less blog to read so what I'm saying is there's a spot open for tryouts.  

Jessica has declared it Late 1990s/Early 2000s Pop Punk/Emo/Screamo Tuesday.