What trying to watch the World Cup beneath the Manhattan Bridge looks like. This set up is not friendly to the vertically impaired.
Over the weekend Jess, Natalie and I explored The Met both inside and on top ;D
We took in the afternoon rays amongst the roof garden and artist Dan Graham’s (with Günther Vogt) installation titled, “Hedge Two-Way Mirror Walkabout.” More about the two-way mirror art here. Doesn’t Jess emulate Margot Tenenbaum quite well?
And not that I dislike art by any means, but I found, for that moment, in that afternoon at least, that taking photos of people appreciating art was far more interesting.
Then there was Niki Smith’s “Lilith” sculpture which literally chilled us upon sight. While the bronze sculpture mounted on the wall was at first, unsettling, the piercing glass eyes were even more so. After I got over my initial shock on the stairs in the Modern and Contemporary wing, I decided that I wanted to be “one” with the art. Plus it reminded me of Nightcrawler from X-Men.
We would then took a long and wandering trek through Central Park in search for the illustrious Shake Shack.
Joined Jess for a celebratory second breakfast (my favorite meal btw) at the much talked about Hungarian Pastry Shop on the corner of 11th and Amsterdam. The cafe au lait was perfect and I nearly melted in the sugary goodness of my “sweet bun.”
A few weeks ago, on a dark and muggy night, the air thick with the promise of rain that was never to come, Aisha and I climbed up the steep stairs of Old Town Bar to seek solace in the nearly vacant upstairs. We sat in a booth, the vast second floor hosting just one other table, and talked about everything we could think of over red sultry wine and an ice cold beer…
And Hatem, if you’re reading this, the wine is really water with red food coloring thus within terms of your matrimonial diet efforts ;D