New York Trip Highlights
I've been wanting to post about the NY trip since I returned. With my health being what it's been, that's been nearly impossible. I've had no focus and significant trouble breathing. I decided that tonight, regardless of health, I wanted to post at least about the highlights.
I've already posted about my days with my brother and sister-in-law, the grand day out with my niece, my brother's special holiday gift, and my arrival in Riverdale.
Here's a picture from Christmas morning with my brother. He and my sister-in-law gave me both the book we're looking at and that gorgeous pashmina draped around my shoulders. The book is a collection of photographs by the remarkable and previously unknown Vivian Maier, whose work you should become familiar with if you have any interest in photography whatsoever. Her story is compelling and her work is beautiful.
After settling at suricattus's place, I met Betsy Mitchell to stroll through Central Park and to have tea one afternoon. That was delightful; I just love her to bits.
setsyoustraight joined me in town for two days, and we took the town by storm, hitting the American Museum of Natural History for what was ultimately a rather disappointing visit (though I ran into Ann Crispin, Michael Capobianco, and Victoria Strauss while we were there, a lovely surprise). We made up for it by doing some thrift shopping, having a terrific dinner, and seeing Alan Rickman and Jerry O'Connell in "Seminar," which kradical has rather effectively reviewed. We then stayed after the show to meet-and-greet with the actors. I got my playbill signed by every member of the cast. And here's a picture:
Friday evening, I met kradical, girasole and wrenn for dinner at Mario's on Arthur Avenue in the Bronx and some of the most delicious Italian food I've ever had. What a wonderful evening out we had together. It was a delight to see them all; I just wish our visit could have lasted longer.
On New Year's Eve I spent some blissful time at the New York Public Library doing genealogical research. I swear, someday I'm going to do a trip back east specifically for research purposes and no other reason so I can just ensconce myself with the microfilm readers and dig away. I enjoyed my time there so much, and got just enough information to be satisfied.
Then I wended my way downtown to meet a couple of girlfriends for New Year's celebrations at a Cuban restaurant. The food was delicious, a menu of dishes I'd never had before, and we had a wonderful time together.
Then I got food poisoning.
I worked hard to get well over the next day and a half, and though I had to cancel my next couple of meal engagements (among them my meeting with herself_nyc, regrettably), I was well enough to have dinner with my friend Edward Marchese, another wonderful Italian meal, this time at Il Corallo in the south Village. Ed and I haven't seen each other in about 12 years, and he's just as delightful as I remember him being in person. It was a great way to wrap up the trip.
I've already posted about my days with my brother and sister-in-law, the grand day out with my niece, my brother's special holiday gift, and my arrival in Riverdale.
Here's a picture from Christmas morning with my brother. He and my sister-in-law gave me both the book we're looking at and that gorgeous pashmina draped around my shoulders. The book is a collection of photographs by the remarkable and previously unknown Vivian Maier, whose work you should become familiar with if you have any interest in photography whatsoever. Her story is compelling and her work is beautiful.
After settling at suricattus's place, I met Betsy Mitchell to stroll through Central Park and to have tea one afternoon. That was delightful; I just love her to bits.
setsyoustraight joined me in town for two days, and we took the town by storm, hitting the American Museum of Natural History for what was ultimately a rather disappointing visit (though I ran into Ann Crispin, Michael Capobianco, and Victoria Strauss while we were there, a lovely surprise). We made up for it by doing some thrift shopping, having a terrific dinner, and seeing Alan Rickman and Jerry O'Connell in "Seminar," which kradical has rather effectively reviewed. We then stayed after the show to meet-and-greet with the actors. I got my playbill signed by every member of the cast. And here's a picture:
Friday evening, I met kradical, girasole and wrenn for dinner at Mario's on Arthur Avenue in the Bronx and some of the most delicious Italian food I've ever had. What a wonderful evening out we had together. It was a delight to see them all; I just wish our visit could have lasted longer.
On New Year's Eve I spent some blissful time at the New York Public Library doing genealogical research. I swear, someday I'm going to do a trip back east specifically for research purposes and no other reason so I can just ensconce myself with the microfilm readers and dig away. I enjoyed my time there so much, and got just enough information to be satisfied.
Then I wended my way downtown to meet a couple of girlfriends for New Year's celebrations at a Cuban restaurant. The food was delicious, a menu of dishes I'd never had before, and we had a wonderful time together.
Then I got food poisoning.
I worked hard to get well over the next day and a half, and though I had to cancel my next couple of meal engagements (among them my meeting with herself_nyc, regrettably), I was well enough to have dinner with my friend Edward Marchese, another wonderful Italian meal, this time at Il Corallo in the south Village. Ed and I haven't seen each other in about 12 years, and he's just as delightful as I remember him being in person. It was a great way to wrap up the trip.