Food and fireworks

Tuesday, July 4th, 2006 | All Things, Family

The day of the barbecue started off hot and humid, and dark, ominous clouds threatened at any moment to unleash a torrent of rain. As we began grilling, we could hear the rumblings of thunder in the distance. After a few scattered rain droplets — which prompted some preemptive scurrying indoors — the sun broke through as if by miracle, holding off the rain for the rest of the party.

The unique scent of grilled burgers and insect repellant intermingled in the steamy air, calling to mind many summers past spent on that deck overlooking the East River.

Whitestone  Bridge

With bellies full of barbecue, apple pie and Beard Papa’s cream puffs, we settled into our chairs to watch the fireworks display from the South Bronx.

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Zaha at the Guggenheim

Sunday, July 2nd, 2006 | All Things, Arts, Friends

After last night’s dinner party at S & J’s — DIY spring rolls and almond pudding: all wonderfully delicious — I left with CS and the dogs in search of a cab uptown. It was such a beautiful night that for the next two hours, we strolled along the West Side, swapping stories as we walked, during which no less than three people approached us, cooing over the adorable dogs.

Happy to have a friend in the neighborhood.

The next day, at the Guggenheim’s Zaha Hadid exhibition. Got these shots off before a guard walked over and told me I was done.



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Summer reading

Saturday, July 1st, 2006 | All Things

The 7 train was not running into Manhattan this weekend, which added another transfer to my commute into Queens on Saturday… bleh. But the detour gave me the opportunity to check out the new(ish) “observation deck” at the Jackson Heights station — really just a Juliet balcony off of the subway platform, looking out onto the colored glass windows and street entrance below.


Later that day, I came across a display of “The Da Vinci Code” paperbacks. Now I consider myself a reasonably well-read person. The twin mountains of books in my living room will attest that my reading ambitions  at least are high. But I have not read “The Da Vinci Code.” No reason, really… I have nothing against Dan Brown as an author, nor do a begrudge the book’s phenomenal success, or the fact that it was made into a big budget Hollywood movie, starring Forrest Gump and Amelie. I was moderately intrigued by some of the write-ups in 2003, but then the book developed such a fanatical following, sparking the frenzied churnings of the media machine, and I just never got around to it. And suddenly, it seemed that the city — and the world — was overrun with people remarking with a mixture of smugness and incredulity, “I can’t believe you still haven’t read “The Da Vinci Code.”

So enough. I picked up my very own paperback edition on Saturday. This had better be good. (Heh.)

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