momofuku crack tart

some years ago, i can’t remember how long, when i lived on the other side of town, the rowhome i lived in was newly renovated, but the neighborhood itself was not hip to the trend yet. the back of the house faced a rather shady alleyway and the backyards of dilapidated rowhouses of the street over. directly across my dressing room i had quite a view of a particular backyard that was turned