It's been a bit odd getting readjusted to life in suburbia. The distance from my house to the nearest shop (the Texan Mart) is about seven NYC city blocks, and the shop is far inferior to most of the not-so-great delis that were on Broadway or Amsterdam. Less foot traffic means fewer sales which means less selection and higher prices which means the store isn't very attractive. The distance between here and the closest eatery is about twelve blocks, and that's either the not-very-veggie Cool River or the not-that-great Bear Creek, and both of those require long walks through parking lots filled with cars that don't know what to do with pedestrians.
On the other hand, I've been really enjoying the local food that I've gotten to by car since arriving: Food Shui, Kerbey Lane, Alamo Drafthouse, Chuy's, and TacoDeli! I also got a jar of homemade pickles in the mail from my friend Jessi yesterday... I had a few last night, and they're spicy and delicious. I had some good food up there, but I like things better here.