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

Native foods!

August 13th, 2011 by Bekah Brunstetter

So, this restaurant is amazing. So far they only exist in Chicago and CA but I think I’m going to quit the biz and start a super aggressive letter writing campaign to get a location opened in my apartment. Basically it’s all the stuff you want to make for yourself when you require a healthy dinner but BETTER AND MORE DELICIOUS. Please note my morracan (best fake ever) chicken bowl with quinoa, sweet potato fries with wasabi and watermelon water. Guhhhh!

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CEREAL TREATS!

August 12th, 2011 by Bekah Brunstetter

I very suddenly and very desperately REALLY NEED to spend a whole day making a lot of different cereal treats which, to those who live in caves / holes / did not have childhoods, are basically cereal with melted marshmallows, then eat. I really need to make some cinnamon toast crunch ones with chocolate chips or possibly peanut butter chips. I pretty much need to spend way too much time making them, cut them up obsessively, arrange them on a plate, and then spend a fair amount of time just looking at them.

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Wherever you go, There you are (with hipsters)

August 12th, 2011 by Bekah Brunstetter

Pardon me while I note something that I’m sure NO ONE HAS EVER NOTED BEFORE.

Note: I’m noticing that every urban area has a Williamsburg. In Brooklyn, it’s, well, it’s Williamsburg. LA: Silver Lake and Echo Park. Chicago: Wicker Park and Logan Square. Ingredients include fixed gear bikes, old cocker spaniels with limps, girls in funny shoes and vintage dresses, 2 dollars PBR’s, at least one American Apparel, and very expensive sushi. And while I have no tattoos and, let’s be honest, have spent the Summer in the rainbow flip flops of Southern couture, I find these things familiar and comforting.

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Lincoln Park

August 11th, 2011 by Bekah Brunstetter

Sorry, Central. This one is just better.

There’s a monkey in it! Central, you also have monkey(s.) But this monkey, you can see for free.

Also, he’s fond of pressing his genitals against glass, much to the amusement of ALL of the Russian children, and those from Wisconsin, as well.

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So, I’m moving here

August 10th, 2011 by Bekah Brunstetter

This morning, I got to run around THIS. Surrounded by flowers. Next to some cows and a farmer’s market. IN THE MIDDLE OF A CITY. NEXT TO A BEACH.

WHAT IS THIS PLACE?!

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Art: Sometimes, I stand on it

August 9th, 2011 by Bekah Brunstetter

@ art institute of Chicago!

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SKYMALL

August 9th, 2011 by Bekah Brunstetter

I am suddenly fascinated.

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Today on I’m going to Chicago tomorrow

August 8th, 2011 by Bekah Brunstetter

I’M GOING TO CHICAGO TOMORROW!

I have decided to refuse to pay baggage fees and am forcing everything into a carry on that also happens to be my laundry bag. TAKE THAT, PLANE!

(Please stay in the air.)

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Or: when Pretty Girls do Bad Things

August 7th, 2011 by Bekah Brunstetter

Okay, this movie is super beautiful and thought provoking, but my one non-spoiler comment: it’s kind of odd to watch someone so beautiful have such a bad time. It’s nearly distracting. I mean, this movie’s heroine (and co-writer I think?) is so stinking pretty, it’s hard to buy a lot of her less than pretty girl activities. It’s like, I feel for you and things, but stop your moping because clearly, you could model. I couldn’t help but wonder how different the movie would be with like, a normal looking person. Or is her beauty part of the tragedy of her experience? Is it meant to make it MORE tragic?

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Sixteen Quarters

August 7th, 2011 by Bekah Brunstetter

Come laundry time, I search my room for 16 quarters. I search pockets and surfaces and bags. And I always find them, but it takes me about twenty minutes. MAYHAPS I COULD START KEEPING QUARTERS IN A DESIGNATED SPOT. But that just seems hard. Nearly as hard as remembering to buy lightbulbs or find health insurance.

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