Yesterday, with the kids happily playing under the sprinkler with Grandma and Papa, Nate and I decided a little jaunt to the suburban mall was in order. In NYC terms, this is a big adventure. For we do not have large indoor shopping centers with attached parking, central air, multiple cosmetic counters, and PF Changs lettuce wraps all right in the same building. The closest we have is the Time-Warner Center, in which case you’re not getting out for less than five figures. And that’s just for parking.

Suburban mall trip adventure it is!

We pulled into the parking lot, found a dandy spot near the elevator (this is an important aspect of an enjoyable mall experience, as we have learned, thank you Mr. Seinfeld) and started to head towards the Nordstrom sign–but not before Nate plucked a small green baggie off the ground next to our car.

“Crack,” he said. “Look, it’s crack.” Continue reading →