We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
It's not just for those of the gay persuasion anymore. For her birthday on Saturday, I took Mrs. BD down for dinner at Gradisca and then the last night of the ODC show at the Joyce (her picks, being her birthday).
The gentrification of the meat-packing district (high fashion, now), and the diversification (less gay-dominant) of the West Village and Chelsea (families, hetero couples and jolly groups of young blond gals with cute summer dresses everywhere) was fun to see. And people in the park, forgetting their troubles and woes...
We walked quite a bit - Hudson St., Jane St., Greenwich St., 13th St., etc., where the streets are confusing.
One thing is clear to me: The "fashionable upper East Side" is a dead zone. No fun at all. Stodgy, without vitality. These neighborhoods are not like that:
That's W. 13th. More NYC pics below the fold -
How was Gradisca? Great, real Italian. Give it a try. We were the first ones there because we needed to dine before the dance concert. People began filtering in later: people eat late in NYC on Saturday night. We shared the Tuna Carpaccio, the Potato balls with Fava Bean puree, the Gorgonzola Gnocchi and the Pork with Balsamic sauce and White Bean Puree. Then a quick caffe before running down the road to the Joyce. Carpe diem.
How was the ODC? Mrs. BD loved them. Muscular, athletic dancers but Mrs. BD informed me that they were technically flawless. No skinnies. I've been patiently seeing dance constantly since I met Mrs. BD in NY. Actually, before that. My Dad is a big ballet fan.
The very recent affirmation by the UN to the "Right of Blasphemy" is the GREATEST step forward in human rights.
This should set off the fubsies with enough energy to reach LEO.
When I need to visit Hoboken, I try to stay at the Washington Square Hotel. A fast PATH ride to NJ, and I can walk to Pearl on Cornelia for a Lobster Roll for dinner. Babbo is a hard table on short notice. Love to visit the city, especially on the company tab, but glad I live elsewhere.
I love it downtown but the UES is still a great place to live. Very kid friendly, near the awesome central park, plenty of museums, etc. It is extremely quiet during the summer since many of these families decamp to the shores or wherever. Pretty empty, which can actually be a relief in NYC. But if you are looking for action, not so much.