Where I encountered her: Outside Gwynnett St., a new “modern American” restaurant in Williamsburg that neither of us will ever eat at. (Me because everything on the menu contains animal products, her because everything on the menu sounds fucking weird.)
Jamie: Where did you get your glasses?
Rosie: To tell you the truth, I don’t remember. I have so many readers. They’re readers. As you get older, you can’t see what’s right in front of you. So they’re just readers and I have them all over my house…it could’ve been Bed Bath and Beyond, it could’ve been Century , it could’ve been the Florida Fort Lauderdale Airport…I don’t know!
Jamie: Where are you from?
Rosie: I’m from right over there, Devoe between Graham and Humboldt. I left here for some years, I was living in Flatbush, and now for the last 18 years I’m back, next door to where I was raised.
Jamie: What do you think of the changes in the neighborhood?
Rosie: I think some of it is good and some of it is, you know, losing the roots. You know, it used to be very neighborhood, and now it’s not. You know, even on my block the old timers are dropping like flies and with them goes all the tradition and all the values of the block, and we have people moving in and you don’t really know who they are. Some of them are real friendly and some of them are not. They’re used to being anonymous, and they like it like that. Me and my girlfriends, we’re all in the same age group, when we go to Carmine’s they call us the locals. “Oh, you’re locals!” So now it’s like a new title, “locals.”
Jamie: Can you tell me a little bit about your outfit?
Rosie: This is a Kathy bag, Kathy Van Zeeland. Hoop earrings, thermal t-shirt, thermal hoodie because it’s getting colder as the sun goes down…leggings, and little booties.
Jamie: And you look like you’ve got some red dye in your hair.
Jamie: Where do you like to shop?
Rosie: All over, really. I shop in large sizes, The Avenue, which I like. Even at my age, it’s sort of youthful, it’s not like polyester elastic pants…so I shop a lot there, on Queens Blvd. My bags, I usually go to bag shops in Manhattan…and I don’t know, shoes all over. I have a lot of Uggs for the winter. I like to wear them without socks. Even these, I have no socks on. I hate wearing socks and boots, it’s like, a thing. I find when I put socks with boots, my feet get too hot.
[Reading the restaurant’s menu] I’ll be honest, I don’t think there’s one thing here that I would order. ‘Cause I love oxtails, but I don’t think I’d like them with cream of potato, prunes, and black kale.
Jamie: Me neither.
Rosie: It was nice meeting you, I gotta go feed my dogs.