New (to me) York

As promised, I’ll continue. Tuesday was another hot day, but we had two indoor activities planned for critical moments of the day, i.e. when it was at its hottest. N enjoyed a leisurely morning, while I headed to the West Village to pick up a couple of things (pastry & coffee at my usual haunts). … Continue reading New (to me) York

New (to me) York City

When it comes to NYC, I’m a bit of a traditionalist. I’m more inclined to revisit my favorite spots rather than to continually try new places. It isn’t that I’m opposed to new experiences, it’s just that I want to frequent the spaces where I’ve been pleased in the past. Last week, N. and I … Continue reading New (to me) York City

Ann Petry’s The Street

Ever since Barbra Streisand introduced me to the pleasures of listening to audiobooks, I’ve been hooked. Generally, I seek out and borrow specific books, like my comprehensive read through/listen to all available books by Barbara Kingsolver or my recent focus upon Ann Patchett’s work. Sometimes, though, my searches are more broad. I set the filters … Continue reading Ann Petry’s The Street

New York speaks to me

Some words that recently caught my eye - NYC with an Albany bonus. Store windows, lower Broadway ”Denial is dangerous,” East 17th St. Hands up - Fishs Eddy This font! University Place, NYC Bleecker Street Little Italy Greenwich Village Is this even a question? Ground Zero Daniel Patrick Moynihan > Penn Station No explanation necessary

Dinner out? Sure!

One of the most impressive things I witnessed during my recent NYC getaway was the creativity of restaurateurs trying to stay in business. With regulations changing more frequently than prepubescent boys change their undergarments, it’s a marvel to see the careful attention hospitality professionals are paying to mandates and directives. It seems impossible to keep … Continue reading Dinner out? Sure!

No sleep (or stop) til Brooklyn

My Sunday night plan was fancy cocktails at Dead Rabbit, an awesome gastropub* waaay downtown in Manhattan. Unfortunately, my knowledge of cool places to drink exceeds my ability to reliably navigate the subway and the train which I had hoped would take us south, actually took us east immediately after Canal Street. Luckily, my companion … Continue reading No sleep (or stop) til Brooklyn