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Karen Resta

Writer

  • First Course: Fiction and Poetry
  • Main Course: Nonfiction and Essays

First Course: Fiction and Poetry

Beer, Bait, Tackle at Spark, an Anthology (page 21)

Lambchop at The Danforth Review

Swimming with the He-Fish at The Red Rose Review

The Good Egg at One Million Stories

Starling at The Inquisitive Eater

Recipe – A Cento at Best American Poetry Blog

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Notice how the light strikes the butterscotch pudding, making it appear as a religious object. We go to Mercer Kitchen at least once a year to have it and usually during fashion week. Sometimes we don’t get seats, the hostess looks very serious and says they have NO room, because someone rented out the whole place because fashion week and we have to go away feeling like we’re just not good enough, rich enough, cool enough or anything enough to even be considered human by the staff of the Very Important Mercer Kitchen. This time the place was almost empty. I had an endive salad to excuse the soon arriving butterscotch pudding and then it arrived. And lo and behold they’ve changed the recipe! It’s not a religious icon anymore. It doesn’t inspire food lust anymore. The salad was actually better. Buh-bye butterscotch! Not sure what they did to you but you just ain’t the same. 😑
Watching the kitchen work at @restrelae. Probably the most diverse group of people we saw together during the week who actually live in the city and aren’t just coming in for fashion week. “Where are the women?” I ask myself as a former Executive Chef. I did see two who were back and forth bringing things from the back kitchen but um, really guys - move over and let them be seen. 🙂
I love this photo by @mrstreetpeeper Phil Oh at NYFW for Vogue streetstyle. Bcs YEAH my daughter’s got attitude. 😎
Last week there was a shocking crisis at @henrikvibskov runway show. We were all waiting for the show to start and admiring the stage sets when an alarm went off and kept telling everyone to evacuate the space. It was a huge space with lots of people and at first nobody believed it, we just thought it was all part of the show! After a few minutes the staff started making everyone leave so we all went outside, where it was freezing cold somewhere on the outskirts of the city. The many smokers started smoking and blowing smoke over everyone trying to persuade us of how chic smoking is. Some people left after a few minutes. We waited and after a while we were let in again, including the models who were part of the set who had to be re-assembled in their bathtubs. The show went on and it was great - there was diversity in the models who walked the show in this very white city which I hope will expand to the general population of the place because I really missed the wonderful diversity of my city, NYC, during this (my first) trip to Copenhagen. The clothes were fabulous at this show, and the crisis was handled with true professionalism! 🎈
Kristen and me in Vogue Streetstyle for the Copenhagen shows. 💕 Thank you to photographer @styledumonde / acielle 😘
Guy comes from LA for NYFW, gets on the subway Monday morning and sits down across from a woman with bright yellow hair (moi). Honey our subways are ugly but this IS the place to be! (Don’t you love his little bright yellow braided mustache?!) 🤩🐥
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