Lately I’ve had a pretty full social calendar with lots of dinners out, for friends’ birthdays, my two dinner clubs, plus a handful of friends visiting from out of town. Still, eating at home a couple times a week is a necessity for me so that I have lunches for weekdays. Here’s what I’ve been stirring up the past week or so.

Chunky potato, leek and carrot soup

Mussels cooked in white wine with garlic, shallots, fennel, tomatoes and crushed chili flakes

Spicy three bean chili with black beans, kidney beans, chickpeas, corn and edamame

Cavolo nero (Tuscan kale), oyster mushrooms and broccoli rabe

NYC is supposed to be one of the fashion capitals of the world, so will someone please explain these outfits to me?

Drunk and snoozing on the train, this guy’s rocker style, bandana and all, is straight out of the ’80’s.

I would totally wear these sandals. Except they were men’s sandals, a.k.a. “mandals.”

Spotted on my commute to work one morning in January. Not sure what I liked best, the floral shirt unbuttoned down to his pot belly, revealing his chest rug, or the pretty purple purse and color-coordinated scarf.

This guys stumbled, completely drunk, onto my train as I was heading out to meet a friend for dinner a couple weeks ago. I would normally cover the unsuspecting model’s face, but then you’d be missing out on the full effect of his outfit. The back of his fringed coat had an animal head, like you’d see on an animal skin rug. And yes, that is a flask in his hand.

Tight white jeans, pegged at the ankles. Worn by a man. Fashion don’t, for sure.