Yup, the Small Giant team finally has it's own instagram feed
Pearls and I could barely contain ourselves last night
Lovett or Leave it at Radio City.
Guest Stars a plenty, including the wonderful Stacy Abrams.
This was immediately followed by cheescake at Juniors.
This is my friend Chris, my best friend from College.
We had dinner last Tue to commemorate his last night living in NYC, before he returns full time to merry London.
Chris is the kind of friend you want - one that's always there, even when half a world away.
Come back soon! And say hi to Paul for us!
Tia Rach and Sobrino Santi had a race at Storm King.
We spent Sunday at Storm King with out nephew Santi.
Watching kids and families interact with outdoor art is always a trip.
No game is complete without some Mr.Softie.
Uncle Nick and Auntie Rachel are firm believers in this
And look Mom approves!
Sometimes bringing your own Teddy Bear is exactly what The Polar Bear needs.
Uncle Nick and Auntie Rachel took Ezra to his second Mets game.
And the first he'll remember.
He saw The Polar Bear hit his 41st homer (and tie a club record). And players like Squirrel, Buffalo, Rosie and Scooter are now larger than life.
Welcome to the club, kid.
OK we've got our settings dialed in.
Time for one more rehearsal
Its podcast time.
Another awesome game with this crew.
3 years and counting.
METS! METS! METS!
This is me with my cousin Adelita and her boyfriend Juanjo.
Juanjo is also our cousin Dani's best friend.
Dani couldn't believe it when we broke the news to him last year in Brooklyn.
Small world? Small town.
Whenever my dad and Iñigo get together they're thick as thieves.
Two artists cut of the same cloth.
Iñigo even interviewed my dad once for a piece.
The ladies of the Encierro.
My aunt Chus, my cousin Adela, and Chus's best friend Pilar.
Look at those smiles.
Here's video of the running of the bulls on Friday in my town.
We call it un Encierro.
Thats my aunt Chus at the end asking if there's one more run.
Normally these are in the morning (party goers will stay up all night and stagger over to watch or run). Luckily this was a rare evening run.
The running of the bulls spills into the plaza Friday afternoon.
I've been watching these since I was a kid.
My aunt Montse broke all the rules and as a woman ran these in the 70's.
My town late at night.
Miraflores de La Sierra.
As kids we'd hang out at the bar behind the church (you can see the bell tower in the sky)
My family has lived here for centuries, but it only took me a childhood to know I belonged.
This is my town square at 4am on Friday night.
During Las Fiestas.
There are abuelos, kids, teens and parents partying till dawn if they have to.
In Spain, hanging out has no age limit.
Yesterday Iñigo asked me to go through his collection, and pick some photos to bring back for friends.
Anthony, Kardis, Belle, Pearly - get ready.
@photo by Iñigo Amescua
First thing I did when I got back.
Razzle Dazzle ice cream at Blue Marble.
It's sunny in Madrid.
It's HOT in BK.
Managed to squeeze in one last hang out w/ Iñigo yesterday.
At some weird David Lynch 60's cafe with carpet on the floor.