The past few days have been very busy work wise for us so we’ve been hanging in our Chelsea apartment, eating homemade ham and cheese bagels and drinking litres of unsweetened ice tea.

We did have time to do a rainy cruise around the Statue of Liberty, shop in Bloomingdale’s (my favourite department store so far) and today I got to catch up with one of my most gorgeous readers who took me thrift shopping and out for a delightful afternoon tea in the rainy neighborhood of Gramercy. Perfection.

Even more weird shit about the US

Lemonade is not Sprite

Ben loves lemonade but in Australia, ‘lemonade’ is Sprite or 7UP. Here, lemonade is the equivalent of our ‘traditional lemonade’ made with lemons and sugar. Very different things.

Defamation is fine

Companies are actually allowed to talk shit about other companies. For example Advil (headache tablet company) has a whole campaign asking their fake ‘real people’ how they feel since they switched from Tylenol, their competitors. In Australia they have to say things like ‘25% more effective than other leading brands‘. In the states, you can crush a giant bottle of Tylenol with a giant box of Advil on a commercial and no one can do a damn thing about it. Love it.

Drugs stores sell everything

Snacks, drinks, batteries, phone cards, as well as  your traditional pharmacy goods like headache tablets and bandaids. Everything in Australia is so segregated. You can buy fresh fruit salad at a drug store. Mental.

Peanut Butter is a flavour

They have peanut butter cupcakes, peanut butter M&Ms, peanut butter candy bars and peanut butter milkshakes. They also have flavours like cake batter, red velvet and marshmallow. These aren’t specialty flavours, which you might find in a fancy pants dessert place in Oz, these are common everyday flavours like chocolate and caramel. All kinds of cool.

You can get any kind of food delivered to your house (in New York)

Sushi, salad, soup, yogurt. Seriously. Anything. It’s pouring with rain here in New York and the thought of leaving our cozy little apartment made us very sad. We found this amazing site called Seamless and had fresh burritos, tacos, corn chips and salsa delivered to our door in under thirty minutes.

I suspect New York may actually be heaven. It’s a little dirtier and smells more like urine and arse than I expected but all the frozen yogurt and shoe shopping totally tipped me off.

Oh and it’s four years ago today that I started this wee little blog called Smaggle. Thank you for sticking with me.

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