bekah brunstetter
Bekah Brunstetter I care deeply. About a lot of things. Like really, really deep. Ow
playwright in brooklyn, NY

…and Brunstetter!

June 25th, 2009 by Bekah Brunstetter

Announce! Announce!

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goat?

June 25th, 2009 by Bekah Brunstetter

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Awww! My uncle’s goat had a baby! Therefore, I am its …Aunt? It’s great-cousin twice removed? Its new special friend?

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working out

June 24th, 2009 by Bekah Brunstetter

My friend Barton (fellow playwright) said to me last week – blogging, for a writer, is like going to the gym. I like that. It’s totally true. For me, I feel guilty if I don’t blog, like I feel guilty when I don’t go to the gym. So pretty much, every day, it’s like I secretly run into the conference room and do 100 crunches then return to my desk as if nothing had happened. Hmm…maybe I should blog AND do 100 crunches…..

And now I feel guilty.

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Buns!

June 24th, 2009 by Bekah Brunstetter

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Um, I know I have a great apartment and everything, but would it be possible to also take up a secondary residence INSIDE of a Momofuku pork bun? Warm. Fluffy. Home. (Just beware of well-dressed carnivores.)

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June 24th, 2009 by Bekah Brunstetter

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Hi, I read what everyone else is reading, or Read last year. I am entirely unashamed to admit that I am LOVING this book. It’s hillarious and pretty and self-depricating in that wonderful american woman way, but also just really well written. So glad I am finally reading it! As for the writer and her adventures –  I think it’s so great that at any point in time, God willing, you can sort of re-invent your self or life.

Well, I’ve got to go now. I’m going to abandon my life, move to Italy, learn the language, and be fat. (And also happy.)

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head for the hills!

June 23rd, 2009 by Bekah Brunstetter

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I love that the Govenor of South Carolina disappears sometimes to hike the Appalachian Trail and clear his mind (or: ‘Get away from the Kids’.) Sure, I guess it is kind of terrifying – the fact that even the Govenor can disappear – what if something awful happened (eaten by bear; mass hurricanes; terrorists?) But still – how much more invincible and satisfied would we all be, knowing that at any given point, we could, potentially, dissappear? Just for a minute?

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June 22nd, 2009 by Bekah Brunstetter

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Vermont!

June 22nd, 2009 by Bekah Brunstetter

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J’allez ici this weekend! Check the state off the list! (Is there a list? I think there’s a list.) Vermont is one of those states that do ‘Maine’ things to your mind (oooooh!! Vermont!!) (etc.)  I go to the wedding of Sara and Jon, good friends of Steve’s (and mine, subsequently.) I have a sneaking suspicion it is going to pretty, fancy, and fun. Hence why yesterday, I took Steve shopping and forced him to purchase things of the blazer, linen shirt and skinny tie variety. (Other cute boys at the wedding: it is so on. Watch your linened back.)

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my daddy

June 21st, 2009 by Bekah Brunstetter

 Youthful!

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Erudite!

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Pensive; studly!

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Odd!

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Romantic!

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In summation; Best Ever. Happy Father’s Day Daddy!!!!!

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so…..food, again

June 21st, 2009 by Bekah Brunstetter

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Steve’s friends Mike and Joe are infamous foodies – able to sniff out the best in whatever hood they happen to be in. I always seem to have to miss out on culinary adventures with them – but last night, I was able to join. We started with a huge dinner at Momofuku (ssam bar), where I welcomed the return of my appetite with chicken fried chicken, buttermilk salad, snow peas with egg and minut,  pork buns and hangar steak.  We then stumbled to Mario Battalli’s Otto, where we ate insane amounts of Olive Oil Gelato (served with limoncello, I think, and basil sauce), Tiramasu with drunken Cherries, and Strawberry Rhurbarb Gelato.

Um.

Yay.

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