#ithacastarter

[cartiwright]

location: lucky shot arcade bar

status: open, capping at five pls. contact me if you want a different/private starter! ♡

a few drinks were already in her system, and carti was having a hard time finding the rest of her group she’d come with. there were only so many places to be, and she wondered if she’d accidentally left them in the bathroom she’d just left from to check on her outfit and make sure that she had a few selfies for her instagram story to tag lucky’s in later. when carti ran into someone, she was too immersed in her thought process of needing documentation of her look for the night to apologize and went straight into, “oh, wanna take a picture of me?” carti held her hands clasped in front of her chest with her phone between them, voice light and sweet and eyes wide in pleading. “i promise it’ll take like, five seconds, i already know all of my angles.”

[lucianasalazar]

Settling into her spot behind a new bar was the easy part. She’d moved around, jumped from job to job for what felt like a lifetime now. She’d smile through every unwarranted advance made her way and she’d play into the tipsy teasing offered by the patrons she’d come to know with time. “I’m serious, you have to try it. It was a favorite for everyone back at the bar I used to work at. It sounds... absolutely insane, but I promise you won’t regret it and if you do, then it’s on the house.” Was she overly confident in the handcrafted cocktail that had once been a fan favorite? Maybe, but she was feeling adventurous for the night and she hoped the person on the side of the bar was feeling the same. “So, are you going to give me a chance or do I have to try and persuade another customer tonight? If you want, I’ll even tell you everything that’s in it. That way, you can tap out fairly if it’s not for you.”

OPEN STARTER: loco cantina.

[monsoledad]

open to everyone! ​

at temple of zeus (meandering mon)

@ithacastarters​

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ＳＨＥ should have been doing something to keep moving the practice forward, but sometimes, even she needed a day off. Today was about enjoying the beauty of Ithaca and finding her zen again after a year of being the best she could be. Or, however much she could in this one day off. She was proud of what she had accomplished the past year, but a part of her felt guilty for indulging in a day off. As much as she neglected herself, she was quickly beginning to accept she had her problems. 

Monica admired the art surrounding her, finding her way to the coffee stand to get the famous Finger Lakes Coffee Roasters coffee. She looked behind her, deciding she could use some good karma. 

“Just a coffee, and... whatever they get,” she said, paying for the person behind her. 

[profraj]

location: sahni’s sweets

open: open, capping at five pls. contact me if you want a different/private starter! ♡

“ever tried a mango braid?” raj leaned against the display case from behind the counter, finger tapping at the glass towards the pastry mentioned, “it’s our homemade puff pastry dough with fresh slices of mango in the middle, and the dough is folded over in sections to give it the ‘braided’ look. trust me, if you like mangoes, you’ll love it.”

[domsomsri]

location: collegetown bagels.

status: open ! capping at five pls. there are only so many times dom can ream someone for bagel purposes. contact me if you want a different/private starter! ♡ 

it’s a good day when there’s no ‘ sorry! sold out ’ sign in the window at collegetown bagels, because new yorkers take their bagels seriously and the best place in town is conveniently located just between the two college campuses. even if that meant that there was a little feud between the two groups of students, because technically the shop was, like, one minute closer to ithaca college.. so they acted like they owned the place. the only other issue was flavors, and dominic’s eye might have twitched when he was told by the employee that they just ran out of blueberry bagels.

turning to the person who just ordered before him, he accused, “did you take the last blueberry? be honest. i won’t kill you, just seriously injure.”

[nihalwhelan]

location: collegetown bagels.

status: open to anyone! will probably be capping at six ♡

rolling his shoulders, nihal shifts in his seat, uncrossing his legs and resting the opposite calf on his thigh, clenching his eyes shut as he lets out a weary sigh. he's been sitting at the same table for the past two hours, working on various projects and grading papers. he usually likes to work in public if he can because it makes him less likely to get distracted, not to mention he can refill his coffee as much as he needs to. but today all of the noise and tedium is causing a tension headache to spread from the base of his neck up to his temples, which only makes him all the more irritated when he sees a shadow falling over his table, signaling to him without looking up that someone has arrived at his table.

"whatever it is, the answer is probably no," he informs them without shifting his gaze away from the laptop screen in front of him, tone flat and monotone, entirely unamused.

[josiebc]

location: farmer’s market kick off event.

status: open, capping at five pls. contact me if you want a different/private starter! ♡

the cinnamon shoppe was the booth that josie was looking forward to the most when glancing through the flyer promoting the farmer’s market spring into summer kick off. they only came around during the summertime market, so it was the first place she hit up when she arrived there to ensure she could get a nice, hot delicious cinnamon roll. and when she got her first bite into it, big enough to span the size of her hand, she felt the release of endorphins and dopamine that she was certain the fruit in the next stall just couldn’t match up to.

“these are better than sex, you know,” josie assured the person nearest to her, holding out the plastic fork she just tore off a bite onto. she’s feeling generous for some reason, and she blames the good weather. “want a bite? you’ll have to get your own after, though. i only share once.”

[averyfaulk]

where? loco cantina who? open !! capping at 5 i think

        avery sat at the bar of the restaurant while people of all kinds were walking in and out of the doors: families, couples, fraternity brothers and individuals looking for at least a couple rounds of shots -- and just like those individuals, and given that it was the popular taco tuesday, avery was sipping on his second frozen margarita of the night. it wasn’t until the empty bar stool next to him was being taken up by someone who he only heard ordering a straight tequila on the rocks. “you know you don’t get the fun umbrella with those, though? if i get another orange one though, you can have one of mine.” the man smiled over at the semi-familiar face, twirling one of the paper umbrellas between his fingers.