The flowers may look real, but they were not- contrary to what I would have expected in VT. The manuscript was also a reprint- no surprise there. Sort of an odd combo, especially for a soup, salad, sandwich, home baked goods crunchy sort of place. Maybe this is how they justify the "Arts" in the name of the cafe or maybe it has something to do with the number of artists who seem to frequent the place.
Monthly Archives: November 2011
Had to happen taking off for a tour of the area after 2 cups of tea at breakfast that nature would call.Not a bad rest stop.The hamlet of Green River itself is beyond charming.A covered bridge,a meeting house which is only used on Christmas Eve,a wooden dam and several appropriately restored homes and farms.Just lovely,if somewhat too remote to live in full time for me.
After months of invitations,I finally made it to visit my architect friend and his spouse at their totally renovated home in VT.Bet not many bathrooms have a Sol LeWitt in them in this town or any other for that matter.Love the dialogue between the red candle,the red swirls and the sand dollars.
Despite the sign,the restroom is not under construction,just the plays which get readings here are.This is the kind of place that a city like New York offers to new playwrights like my friend Bonnie who has written one called "Whoops...I Forgot to Have Kids".She has been working on the script for about 7 years and has rewritten it several times.After this reading,it may be in for another transformation,including a new title.What an incredible gift to a playwright to hear professionals read their words and workshop it aftrerwards.How lucky was I to be asked to participate?
Waitied until just before curtain time to use the ladies room.Kind of strange that it was being mopped up during a performance, but you have to admire the thought.Saw Relatively Speaking which was fun enough,but probably not worth what a broadway ticket costs these days.Liked the Ethan Coen play best.Thought Marlo Thomas was terrific in the Elaine May play.Woody Allen had some funny stand up kind of one liners,but the play was uninspired.No surprises there.
Doesn't this make you think you are in a sophisticated mud hut?It should as this African restaurant has a thatched ceiling and other indigenous decorations and menu.It is one of my favorites for pre-theater dining.good inexpensive wine list too.
Shouldn't the Fashion Institute be able to come up with a better sign for their toilets?And shouldn't fashion students be aware of keeping the stalls clean??This was the most colorful part of the rest room which was otherwise very academic utilitarian.The exhibit of clothing and jewelery belonging to Daphne Guiness at the museum, however,was amazing.Almost on a par with the staging and brilliance of the Alexander McQueen exhibit at the Metropolitan Museum.It runs to Jan.12 and is worth the trip.
My cousin has been going to Hendrik's apartment for 20 years to get her hair done.Why in a city with so many hair salons one does this,I don't know,but was curious to see.He did wash my hair in the kitchen sink,but in a proper salon chair and the cutting room was set up as a salon also.He was an engaging gay guy from Belgium and gave me anwas an excellent cut,though I am undecided about the styling.LOVED the objects in the restroom.Also learned that the reason Le Pain Quotidien is so inflexible about things like not toasting their bread is that it is a Belgium company.I had always thought it was French.
From one extreme to the other.No this is not my bathroom, but that of my hostess at an after art opening dinner for my friend Tim.The entire apartment is filled with paintings and tasteful mixtures of old and new, all in a soft palette and just divine.This is the kind of thing I love about New York.
This is the toilet that the staff in my building in New York get to use.Charming.I was using it because someone pushed the bottom lock on my door which I tell everyone not to do because it is finicky.This was the day that the spring decided to sprong so my key was useless and I had to call a locksmith.Of course I desparately had to pee,hence the basement photo op.FYI it took the locksmith 45,not the promised 20,minutes to arrive and cost me $55 for the service call and $280 for the 5minutes it took for him to screwdrive the lock open.I missed the 6pm info session on diabetes that I was going to,but had some extra time before the art opening at 7pm.Sometimes I don't love New York.