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36 hours in NYC – wish ribbons, blue shoes, and friends

We ran off to NYC for a quickie get-together with friends.

I’ll get to that later…

First, we got to the hotel around 7 pm, and cabbed it over to the 2nd Ave. Deli for matzoh ball soup and pastrami sandwiches. I still think this is the best pastrami in the city. Also, I really like the free mini-shots of chocolate soda that come with the check.

Then I had to wrestle with rugrat kids in the hotel business center at 9:30 pm to get on a pc before the 10 pm chat that Max Adams kindly arranged for her 5150 screenwriting workshop with guest screenwriter Terry Rossio. This was no picnic, trying to get that pc. A couple of kids on one pc. 2 Spanish guys on another, a surly teen girl on another, and an older man with a yarmulke on the last one. At about 9:50, after much exaggerated sighing, I announced “I have a 10:00 meeting with someone in Hollywood, is anyone getting off soon?!” Yarmulke guy kindly gave me his pc. It was a great chat – lots of great information and advice from Terry. And – Johnnie Depp is hotter in person than in the movies. So I hear.

Friday we had lunch at Luke’s Lobster in the East Village. It has recently been named one of the best lobster roll places in the city. It did not disappoint! Yum. The place has no real seating, just about 8-10 stools at a bar. We luckily got window seats and polished those babies off.

Then we cabbed it down to the New Museum on Bowery and Prince. I love this place because it is so off-beat.

There was a Rivane Neuenshwander exhibit in the lobby [other floors too, but I am telling you about the lobby..] – called “I Wish Your Wish.” She is a Brazilian artist.

It is walls of colored ribbons with people’s wishes printed on them. The ribbons loosely poke out of little holes. Visitors are invited to select ribbons printed with a wish to tie around their wrists. [The guy in the exhibit instructed me to tie three knots – I did.] When the ribbon falls off, Brazilian tradition is that one’s wish will come true. Visitors may write another wish and place it in the empty hole. [I did.]

So – I now will be wearing this yellow ribbon and green ribbon on my left wrist for – who knows how long?

There is this shoe store in Soho just a few blocks from the museum on Prince St. My favorite NYC shoe store – John Fluevog.

But. It was getting close to the time we had to be downtown for the reason we came to NYC in the first place – the party. I did not want to be late, but the husband insisted – insisted – we go get me some shoes. Who am I to argue?

I got me some baby-blue John Flouevog shoes.

They were even on sale, yay!

All this, and still – the best part of the trip – was seeing my old friends.

Friends I used to work with years ago. The occasion – an informal retirement party for a few of my old bosses, at Captain’s Ketch in the financial district. About 60-70 people showed, and caught up with each other over many glasses of wine and other alcoholic beverages.  It was way cool to see everyone again.

There is a core group (okay, clique) of seven women that are still really close – even though 4 of us have scattered off from that job. And we huddled and caught up with each other as if we had all been together just yesterday instead of 2-3 years ago. The best kind of friends to have.

The party was scheduled from 5 – 9pm, and at 10pm a whole lot of us were still there when the place turned on the lights to signal – hey you guys are running over – so we did what we used to do.

12 of us trudged up to Wo Hop in Chinatown for dinner. And pigged out on homemade wonton soup, dumplings, sesame noodles, egg rolls, and various versions of Chow Fun. 

And we all again hugged and went our separate ways. Until next time.

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96 hours in NYC (backwards) – part I

We just got our food, culture, and shopping fix in four and a half days in NYC. We arrived Saturday evening, and left on Thursday afternoon. 

96 hours in NYC – backwards:

Thursday doesn’t count, that was all about packing and making frenzied bagel and Italian hero runs – you know, the take some of NYC home thing.

[BTW – the best bagel place is “Hot Bagels” on 2nd Ave. between 56th and 57th Streets. Their everything bagels rock, and their black russian bagels are heaven. I ordered a dozen to bring home, and they gave me 15. But only for a smile.]

Wednesday:

Our intended plans to walk the Highline got squashed as soon as we strolled out of the hotel into the frigid wind. The Highline is a new park on the west side that spans from around 12th to 20th streets, where elevated railroad tracks used to be. Frigid windy day and elevated park along the river – did not compute. Next time. Wusses.

So, there is time to kill before a 12:30 lunch date with Nancy, my 5150 screenwriting workshop friend, at Morrells Wine Bar. Hmm, let’s be tourists and go to Times Square and buy play tickets for tonight. Done. By the way, the red pedestrian lounging steps in the middle of Times Square is an interesting new touch. 

More time to kill spent in the m&m’s store. 3 floors of marketing mania. But – there are m&m colors in that store not known to man, and they are in huge silos. And you can get a plastic bag and load up on whatever color m&m’s you want. Wow.

Lunch at Morrell’s Wine Bar was fun. Lots of chatter and good food and wine. The wine-by-the-glass menu is outrageously large, and we noticed that many of the high-priced glasses were gone from the menu. Steak salad, ricotta dumplings, black-pepper fettucine were all very good. [So I hear – I had the dumplings.]

Um – more food – we noticed a Magnolia Bakery on the corner a half-block away from Morrell’s. As in, an outpost of the Magnolia Bakery of the infamous delish-looking cupcakes Carrie and Miranda gobbled up in “Sex and the City” (series, not movie.)  Had to stop and snare some for later. They had red velvet cupcakes. But the chocolate ones were better. Icing? Superb.

We took a cab downtown to see the new “New Museum” on Bowery and Prince Streets.  A short walk/smoke break before going in the museum took us to the John Fluevog shoe store, my fave in NYC. The husband spotted the store. I spotted these shoes.

The New Museum had an Urs Fischer exhibit spanning 3 floors. We strolled out of the elevator onto the 4th floor to this –

These are massive “sculptures” called “Marguerite de Ponty” made of aluminum-like material. 

The 3rd floor was a large painted room with not much inside except for a fossilized croissant hanging from a string, with a butterfly atop. A melting plastic purple baby grand piano. And a hole in the wall. I inched close to the hole in the wall, and —

a tongue attacks me through that hole. Ahhh! Yes, I screamed in the museum. So did the woman who tried this next. No wonder this “work” is named “Noisette.”

The 2nd floor was interesting, it was full of mirrored chrome cubes and columns with silkscreens of objects on each side made to look like 3D – as in, a photo of the top of a shoe on the top, the front, sides, and back on the sides of the cubes.

[photos from the New Museum]

Art walk done, we squeezed in dinner at the Mee Noodle Shop uptown at 49th St. and Second Ave. before heading to see “A Little Night Music” on Broadway. Stephen Sondheim music, great story – just what I like  – comedy and romance – and fantastic acting and singing by Catherine Zeta Jones and Angela Lansbury.  The show had a “Midsummer’s Night Dream” vibe. Zeta Jone’s rendition of “Send in the Clowns” was truly amazing.

And, just like tourists do, we waited by the stage door and got a glimpse, first, of Catherine Zeta Jones’ fluffy white dog hopping into her limo, followed by Catherine herself. She signed Playbills, but we could not get close enough.

So, that was Wednesday.  More to come.

Art house

A couple of months ago we went to the High Museum of Art in Atlanta, and came across this on the piazza –

roy-lichtenstein-house-iii

It is Roy Lichtenstein’s “House III.”

Trashbag street art

There’s this guy in NYC that makes…

Oh, watch the video(s) –

A bear –

The Loch Ness monster –

The guy –

[Thanks Bob for telling me about this]

Vintage posters

We’ve been collecting vintage posters for some years now. Really they are original run lithographs, most of them art deco advertising posters from the late 1800’s – 1930’s, some a bit later. Mostly all are colorful, clean modern images. Some are quite large and take up whole walls. Some lean against the walls in the “quasi-gallery” due to lack of available wall space left.

This one is in the kitchen – Porto Ramos-Pinto, Rene Vincent, 1925 ca

So’s this one – Cordial Medoc, 1930, Henry Le Monnier

Funny, a lot of our posters are advertising liquor.

Murakami & Brooklyn

Last Sunday we trekked into Brooklyn to see the Murakami exhibit.

I lived in Brooklyn until I was 3, then visited the grandparents in Flatbush every weekend for the next 10 years until they moved to Florida, and have rarely been back since.

It was well worth the field trip from Manhattan.

I found Murakami’s art modern, commercial & huge in scale, with interesting characters and themes that reappear throughout.

There were statues.

This girl was great.

And whole walls of art.

Whole rooms of art.

He also designed some Louis Vuitton bags.

Plus a whole lot of commercial items popular with kids.

Afterwards, we took a taxi to Park Slope and walked around some, hung out at a coffee shop, and had dinner.

I have friends that used to live in Park Slope but I had not been there since they moved – years ago. It sure has changed. Mostly it was the strollers all over the place.

Also the eco-terrorists – waving their hands and fake coughing as they passed us on the street because of the [gasp] cigarettes in our hands. [Did I mention this was outside?]

Ah, well. We still enjoyed dinner, and I highly recommend the Murakami exhibit. These pics don’t show the scale of it all.

 

Cool

Watch this – I love it. 

It is called “Freezing Grand Central.” 

Would have been cool to be there.