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Unexpected offerings.
I'd like to blame drinking most of a bottle of cider for why I slept until about nine o'clock this morning, which is ridiculously late by my standards, especially for a Saturday. Even if I just have one place to be, I like to be up early for it. I spent the time puttering around my apartment, but still.
The one place was NYC FanBrunch's annual park brunch, which happened to be on a tremendously beautiful day: early morning rain washing out the air, fluffy clouds in a deep blue sky, bright green leaves everywhere. I got there ahead of time, set up shop at the one free picnic table in the general area where everyone was going to meet, and ended up staying about four hours, just hanging out and talking to people. Not necessarily about fandom stuff, even - just stuff, in the intense, dedicated way that doesn't happen much outside of fandom spaces. We all knew we had something in common, we all wanted to be there, we all had shared reasons for being there, we could just share names and get on with it.
I brought blueberry muffins, vanilla cake with red, white, and blue sprinkles, sheet pan spanikopita, and coffee. Unsurprisingly, it was the coffee that made people happiest. They were curious about the other stuff, happy to eat something savory, but coffee, now that they were grateful and thankful for. Bottles of cold brew from a grocery store, not homemade or handmade but unquestionably caffeinated and cheerfully bitter. It's something I'm definitely going to have to bring along again next year, even if it won't be as much of a surprise the next time around.
The one place was NYC FanBrunch's annual park brunch, which happened to be on a tremendously beautiful day: early morning rain washing out the air, fluffy clouds in a deep blue sky, bright green leaves everywhere. I got there ahead of time, set up shop at the one free picnic table in the general area where everyone was going to meet, and ended up staying about four hours, just hanging out and talking to people. Not necessarily about fandom stuff, even - just stuff, in the intense, dedicated way that doesn't happen much outside of fandom spaces. We all knew we had something in common, we all wanted to be there, we all had shared reasons for being there, we could just share names and get on with it.
I brought blueberry muffins, vanilla cake with red, white, and blue sprinkles, sheet pan spanikopita, and coffee. Unsurprisingly, it was the coffee that made people happiest. They were curious about the other stuff, happy to eat something savory, but coffee, now that they were grateful and thankful for. Bottles of cold brew from a grocery store, not homemade or handmade but unquestionably caffeinated and cheerfully bitter. It's something I'm definitely going to have to bring along again next year, even if it won't be as much of a surprise the next time around.