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Today started uneventfully, as it usually does.

I rode to LIC, stopping to admire the mysterious New York Terra Cotta Works building (est. 1892) en route.

Stopped by Remix Market, which had a lot of very cool, surprisingly affordable, nonjunky secondhand stuff. If you need any vintage chairs or Broadway memorabilia, check it out.

I took the ferry to the city so I could finally see this year’s Mmuseumm exhibit. Unfortunately, the heat was unbearable in this tiny room, and so I didn’t feel compelled to stay very long. But I enjoy contemplating the phrase “From where we came will kill us,” don’t you?

Somehow, I managed to bike to Tribeca to Soho to Chinatown in many fits and starts. It was thrilling to bike in new areas, but it wasn’t what I would consider to be a pleasurable journey. It was hard for me to make sense of where I was going due to the lack of numbered, gridded streets in this area.

I did eventually make it to Fong On after reading about their tofu pudding in the Sweet City substack (among many other places online). Just as their website will tell you, it is the oldest family-run tofu shop in NYC (est. 1933). I’ve been obsessed with tofu/grass jelly/red bean/boba desserts ever since ordering one at Mala Project almost a year ago. This was very good and a generous size for the price. Sweet and cold like ice cream but without the meltiness and the weighed-down feeling afterward.

Then I hopped on the Dream Boat and went home.