Ryan McGinley is after my heart. This is a clipping from NY Mag’s weekly article, The New York Diet starring Ryan himself:
Saturday, August 1
I woke up at 9 a.m. and had a bowl of Kashi 7 Whole Grain Flakes with Almond Dream Almond Milk and a cup of “Get Charged” Herbal Tea for Energy by Republic of Tea.
I went and did yoga at Yoga High in the Lower East Side on Clinton Street and took a car service to my lab at Pochron Studios in Red Hook to look at photographs from the summer’s Cave Journey with my printer Donnie.
At 4 p.m. I had lunch in Red Hook at this place called Hope & Anchor. It’s really hard to find good food in Red Hook, so whenever I go out to my lab I always get food from there.
I had a Caesar salad, fish tacos with chipotle mayo, and plantain chips, and I shared the fish tacos with a dog named Goose, a pig named Emmit, and a cat named Noodles. They all live in the lab. The AC was broken at the lab and it was like a sauna in there, so I had a six-pack of Coronas with two limes. I shared it with Donnie and Julie Pochron and everyone who was working there, since we were baking [from the heat].
For dinner, at 8 p.m. I had cupcakes from Babycakes at Michael Stipe’s new apartment. It was a pre-housewarming, pre-curtains-on-the-windows party; he hadn’t been in town for three months. We drank coconut water and vodka. Michael’s friends’ kids were there, so I was playing with all the little kids and this little girl’s mom came up and we started talking and it was Jane Pratt, and that was really cool. I fanned out so hard. Growing up, I was really into Sassy and the boy’s version, Dirt. It was exciting to meet her. She definitely changed the face of magazines forever.
That was sort of dinner-ish. Then I went to an empty-loft party around the corner from my apartment on Eldridge and Canal. They were playing disco, and it was jam-packed, with everyone sweating and dancing. I went up to the roof to cool off, and it was full of people partying. I hung out and got home and realized I had silver roofing tar all over my ass and I was really bummed out about that.
Really late-night, around 3 a.m., I ordered Lil’ Frankies and just ate it in bed. I had the Lil’ Frankies Salad, which is arugula, roasted beets, tomatoes, green beans, new potatoes, broccoli, red onions, zucchini, and fresh fennel. Then I ordered ravioli with spinach and ricotta, and the Nutella Focaccino with strawberries; it’s a dessert they have. Read the rest here.