Fresh Asparagus Soup

Now that the weather is finally on the nicer side of “when the hell will spring get here anyway” I’ve been wearing shorts, finally. Over the decade that I lived in NYC I think I owned and wore one single pair of shorts, and then I probably only wore them in the privacy of my 250 square foot studio apartment in East Harlem. I don’t think I was every chided for wearing shorts in New York, but I always suspected that people would secretly talk trash about my pale knees if wore shorts in public. However, now that I live in the city where some dudes think it’s totally ok to wear flip-flops to the bar on a Saturday night, I have found that I don’t have the same qualms as I did on the east coast, and I wear shorts all the freakin’ time. Where was I going with that? Oh yeah, it’s warm enough to wear shorts! Hooray!

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