2008.03.17: Added more links to posts from other attendees.
I’m overextended. Too many pokers in the fire. Wearing too many hats. No room for another pig in the sty. (I just made that one up. Blog Widow and I like pigs.)
It’s going to take me most of the week to catch up with my weekend. Saturday I attended Making Brooklyn Bloom at the Brooklyn Botanic Garden. And I’m writing a post about that, really I am. But this post is about yesterday’s Kensington Blogade.
We pretty much filled the space at the Old Brick Cafe at 507 Church Avenue, between East 5th Street and Ocean Parkway in Kensington. This was the second-closest Blogade for me, about a 10 or 15 minute walk from my home. (The closest was the inaugural event.)
I was glad to see several new-to-the-Blogade bloggers there. Most I had already met virtually, several were also neighbors. At least two were completely new to me.
Joyce Hanson of Bad Girl Blog organized yesterday’s event.
Each host chooses if and how to structure the event. Joyce asked each of us attending to present something we had published on our blog.
Most were readings, but there were also two media presentations, on laptops setup on the bar. My laptop is a heavyweight, or I would have done the same with my photography.
Related Posts
At yesterday’s Blogade, I read Barbara Corcoran Hates the Earth and Back in the Day.
My other Blogade posts
My Flickr photo set from yesterday
Links
Attending:
Blogade Review from the Laziest Girl in Town, Bad Girl Blog
Blue Barn Pictures
A Taste of the Blogade at Old Brick, Brooklynometry
Crazy Stable
Creative Times
Brooklyn Blogade last Sunday, Found in Brooklyn
HutchOwen
Story Time, Luna Park Gazette
Poking My Head Out, Midnight Cowgirls
Only the Blog Knows Brooklyn
Self-Absorbed Boomer
Kensington Blogade, Shellytown
Washington Square Park
Sheepish, A Year in Prospect Park
How was the burek?
Flatbush Gardner,
Were you in C-Town this afternoon, purchasing a couple items?
bonnie: What’s a burek? I may have eaten some and not know what it was!
Anon: No. Are you stalking me?!
I just read your February 23 entry about when spot found you.
That white spot on a cat is its angel hair. Myth has it that only with angel hair can a black cat get into heaven.
My belated sympathy, I too have had cats die in my arms, but be assured spot made it into heaven.
The burek was excellent!
Xris, It was that pastry looking thing filled with cheese.
Burek is hot melted goat cheese wrapped up in crispy phyllo dough.
And speaking of good food, I’m SO excited. You people over by Cortelyou been hogging the new joints long enough, about time Newkirk Plaza gets one! Woohoo!
Burek is proof that animals go to heaven. No goats, no burek.
No, seriously, I never bought the animals-don’t-have-souls thing. A heaven without them wouldn’t be much of a heaven.
Xris,
Re: 3/11 posting
No, I am not stalking you (at least I don’t think so). I was in C-Town on that day and saw a face that looked familiar (good w/faces but not names). This man purchased one piece of yuca or yam and one container of whip cream. The face was familiar, but just unable to recall from where. About an hour later I thought I may have seen his face on a picture posted on one of the D.P. related blogs.
Thanks!
(I shudder to think what he might have wanted with a yam and whipped cream …)