Welcome. Friday again, weekday into the weekend, the last thread of the year loosens. The Styles desk took a look at the things that were ahead of the curve in 2020 – like rescue animals that were adopted with affection by stuck Americans in large numbers and rotten bananas that were once compost-bound but now the raw material for endless ones Loaves of banana bread. It’s a compelling way of making the year.
This investigation into what happened when New York City closed 83 miles of streets to cars is well worth your time. People ate, danced, picnicked and played, cycled and strolled on streets that suddenly resembled European boulevards.
And the report by reporter Kashmir Hill who accidentally spent $ 200,000 (in bitcoin) on a sushi dinner in 2013 is delightful. If you’ve ever complained about the baseball card you gave away that later became a collectible, or some other transaction that retrospectively left you with the short end of the bat, this story offers you a little convenience.
At the beginning of the week we talked about comfort, especially the connection between anticipation and happiness: like something to look forward to, even something as small as an impending snowfall that has the power to lift your spirits. I asked you about the little things that you expected with joy. Here is what you said
“I look forward to the look on my grandparents’ faces when they hear my daughters sing Christmas carols in front of their supervised dormitory.”
“I just booked a three-day May getaway to a California state park. After clicking the COMPLETE PURCHASE button, I felt a strange and wonderful pang of passing “normality” and a reflexive – dare I even pronounce the word – SMILE break out. The anticipation is really good. “
“I’m looking forward to my first attempt at a zucchini crust pizza. And in memory of John le Carré, I read again (for the fourth time, I think): “Handicrafts, tailor, soldier, spy”. Nothing like the Cold War for the cold weather. “
“I’m looking forward to the day when the concert halls can reopen and I can hear the Berliner Philharmoniker live again. Preferably a Mahler. “
I’m looking forward to spending a few hours in The City in Slang by Irving Lewis Allen this weekend. Allen’s book is a fascinating cultural and linguistic history of New York City from which I learned that the English writer Ford Madox Ford did not like the word “skyscraper” and thought “cloud house” was a better name for a tall building.
Laura Marling’s latest album “Song for Our Daughter” is wonderful and cozy. I accidentally left a tab open where I was playing “The Sound of Rain Falling on Tropical Leaves” while listening to the marling and found the combination adorable. Try it.
And here is an exciting read by Nicholas Thompson from Wired: “A Nameless Wanderer and the Failure of the Internet to Crack.”
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