finally, we have open-window weather. i feel happiest when September rolls around. whooshing breezes carrying the smell of damp ground, gentle temperatures, crisp evenings, the sense of a relaxed, sighing earth...it makes me grateful for seasons and wistful for places where this happens almost every day. it reminds me of how i felt during our horseback ride in Banff a couple of weeks ago...
...because it has been almost TWO MONTHS since we got back and it's a massive pity i haven't shared the rest of our adventure yet.
here are photos from days 3 1/2 - 4...just a few more to go. up next: searching for Banksy graffiti, fun in the park, etc.
hazy evening outside our window.
we took a short walk from our hotel to the Tribeca Grill for the much-anticipated anniversary dinner. (13 years!)
he's secretly wondering if we're going to see anyone a little famous inside. we didn't.
my sea bass was Crazy Amazing. every ingredient on the plate merged magically. sigh...i miss that sea bass.
an older man working there eagerly offered to take our picture after seeing me with my camera. he was pretty exuberant about his photo-taking skills. this was the only one where we came out in focus.
mmm...raspberry key lime macaron.
Natural History Museum giant.
"...are there a bunch of birds behind me or am i being paranoid?"
melting in Union Square, 90+ degrees.
...the line for @BigGayIceCream truck, after it was announced on Twitter that Ottavia Bourdain (yes, that's Mrs. No Reservations to you) would be serving from the truck for charity, with proceeds matched & donated to Doctors Without Borders. ...plus, i really wanted one of those Bea Arthur cones i saw them serving up the day before at the Food Truck Frenzy.
Ottavia said on Twitter she thought she looked like a dude with her hat & no makeup. she didn't, of course. BUT - check out her guns. whoa. also, mental note to myself: teach husband how to focus camera more than 50% of the time. (@ottaviabourdain)
i see you, you see me.
Washington Square at the arch.
shoes, Day 4.
sling.
this street performer, while good at holding a pose, couldn't help from sweating profusely. also, the two dogs had just snapped at each other.
beautiful sky in the park, but the fountain being under construction really bummed me out.
Washington Square squirrel (who was just trying to eat a rock).
look up.
birds on wire.
chess.
messenger bag.
open-air.
our second meal at Sanctuary T...and the Greek platter that made me happy.
...see?!?
A couple of weeks ago we got back from a (MOSTLY!) gorgeous eight days in the city that never sleeps...though don't get too spoiled and think you can get takeout from anywhere at any time, because then you will be sad sad sad at 11:30pm when you discover you can not indulge in buckwheat noodles on a whim.
...the things you so easily get used to when you pretend to live in a Megafoodopolis for a week.
Also, it's a bit of a weird feeling when you start referring to your hotel room as your home. "ahgghh let's just walk home!", "how close is that to where we live?", etc. Sooo...I'd say eight days is a nice long time away. (I could, however, have my arm twisted to stay much longer in a Mediterranean villa somewhere, but wait, what was that? Hold on-- ...yeah, that silence is No One offering up their piece of heaven in Palermo or Barcelona, so that little extended vacation fantasy will try to gracefully exit now while it still has its dignity.)
Aaaanyway.
WE WERE IN A MAGNIFICENT, BUZZING, VIBRANT, NEVER-DISAPPOINTING CITY FOR A WEEK. And it was good.
And I have pictures.
There are far too many to post at once, so I'll do a few installments. Round one (days 1 through 2 1/2), here we go...
feet
cloudy skies the evening of our arrival
amazing amazing amazing pizza at Rubirosa
bathroom shot (of course)...notice my new little Lumix G1 eep
my shoes, Day 1
window display, Erica Weiner jewelry
what i woke up to on my birthday (Law & Order and a wee cupcake!)
tiny
buggy
my shoes, Day 3
Yummm...25 food trucks on two blocks (you got 5 tickets to use at any of them)
tomato & basil slice from Eddie's Pizza Truck
vegan donuts from The Cinnamon Snail
KOREAN BBQ!!!
"beef, pork, chicken or tofu taco?"
...i went with the tofu
art installation between the blocks of the Food Truck Frenzy
watching people go through the hole in the wall was almost the best part
...the nest
these feathers were trailed in the wet cement even far, far down the street
graffiti'd lady
just liked the texture of this stairway...
AW, MAN! i didn't have mine with me ;)
The Mister thought the dustpan was funny
fire station
a stop we made because i know someone who likes to collect cookbooks...this entire wee "store" was packed to the ceiling, and Bonnie was super sweet & talkative, even though she was stressed out about the little black dog hiding in the corner by her desk she was babysitting.
"an irony rich mouthful" ...COLBERT! ...OBEY.
the pigeon guy in Washington Square Park...he was there every time we came by that week
girl with dogs
Bleecker Bob's...a cool spot for really vintage (mostly rock) vinyl
friends
wart hog???
part of the selection at Once Upon a Tart...i got the one in the back with no label (i think it was cherry something?)
us in a window. looking at yummy things.
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