Category Archives: New York

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.


The yule log for all

If you grew up in the NY city region, you may remember the WPIX (channel 11) yule log. Especially if you did not have a fireplace, like most city dwellers (except for those really rich classic 6 dwellers – and I have never been invited over for Christmas by millionaires.)

So, yes, it is corny as hell, but you could always turn on WPIX and watch a picture of a blazing fire in the fireplace while holiday music plays. On the TV. For hours. This was the yule log.

So, while tooling around online this morning on an un-focused search for Christmas present possibilities, guess what I found?

A Yule Log DVD!!!

“Christmas Classics by the Fire.”

Here is a link to a clip from the DVD, it is at National Public Radio, which is recommending this on its 11th Annual Director’s Cut’s Gift Guide for 2009.

Watch the yule log. [Yes, that is Dean Martin! Some great cheesiness!]

[P.S. I happen to have 2 gas fireplaces now, which tend to set off the smoke alarms. I am liking this yule log thing.]

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]

Doggy Bag


I saw this at Conrans in New York City.

[Poor dog, I chopped off her ear.]

Three nights in NYC

Sunday night in NYC, we went to dinner with friends at Sip Sak, a Turkish restaurant, and then we went to the Spamalot stage door to get my Playbill signed by Clay Aiken[oops.] It was not what we expected. I will be posting about that soon – Oops 2. [There may be video, if I can get it working.]

Monday night, we went to the 2nd Ave. Deli [best pastrami in town], and then to Jim Caruso’s Cast Party at Birdland. Monday nights are open mike night, where a mix of accomplished Broadway stars and new people wanting exposure get up and entertain. You go there, you never know who will show up. The atmosphere is straight out of the old movies, a nightclub with small tables around the stage, with drinks/food service.

Paul Shaeffer, from the David Letterman show, was there and played piano impromptu, to accompany this really good guy singer from England who sang “The Birth of the Blues.” [I have video of that too, see note above.]

So was Miss New York, who will be competing in the Miss America pageant in a few weeks and was there to practice her performance for the talent portion of the competition. She was pretty good.

Also, this guy who was a writer on Seinfeld and Cheers got up and “sang” a funny song he wrote.

Tuesday night we went to the Met to see La Boheme. It was beautiful, and the scenery was fantastic. We had dinner reservations there too, but cancelled them because we were late getting out of the doctor’s office, and it was supposed to snow and ice that night, so we decided to cancel and not wear our “fine” clothes and my new shoes in a slushy mess while waiting for cabs that are hard to get in slushy messes.


Next week we will be in NYC and will see Puccini’s La Boheme at the Metropolitan Opera.

I have seen a few other operas there, but not this one. Last year we saw Wagner. Dark, hard Teutonic sounds.

But, aside from the opera itself, there is something about going to the Met.

Lovers and friends meet outside at the fountain that sparkles in the night. Couples that come together slow down and linger at the fountain too.

They grab hands, walk slowly through the big square toward the chandeliers and glass of the opera house.

It is the romance of it all.

One becomes – moonstruck.


There’s an article in New York magazine about leaving New York City – with a great deal of focus on destination – Buffalo.

I left NYC 16 years ago, so read this with great interest – until I choked on my coffee on —

“When we think about leaving New York, we usually think about what we would lose, and rarely about what we might gain. To that end, prospective destinations are measured by how similar they are to here. Philadelphia is New York, but cheaper. San Francisco is New York, but gentler. It’s the “squint” factor: Well, if I squint, it’s like New York, sort of, and I guess I can live with that.”

I wonder – have I been squinting for 16 years now and did not know it?