Things We Did Last Week
(I will add the links all week, and will rediscover the coding to make a new window open for them; perhaps there will be pictures, too.)

In Brooklyn

Ate pizza.

Enjoyed the view of Manhattan.

Fishs Eddy.

In NYC

Admired buildings along Central Park and popped in on Strawberry Fields (are there always so many offerings of flowers and people singing, or was that because of his birthday?).

Ate at Fine & Shapiros; Cafe des Artistes; Jean Georges.

Had breakfast at Angela's Rock n Roll Deli.

Walked.

Ate congee.

Shopped in Chinatown.

Drifted across the edge of Soho (too unhip to stop?) and Little Italy.

Ate more pizza.

Admired the zodiac in Grand Central Terminal (wept over the stupidity of Cap City's Staples Mill "station").

Shopped at the Strand.

Took the subway.

Saw the last two floats of the Columbus Day parade on 5th Ave.: City parks' bocci league champions, followed by Bacardi Rum gals.

Saw The Magic Flute at the Met.

Walked; admired tall buildings (Rockefeller Center, Chrysler, Empire State, Flat Iron).

Shopped at the Strand.

Shopped at Fishs Eddy.

"Shopped" at Virgin.

Did not see Rod Stewart up the street from where we stayed. (Monday and Tuesday mornings, Phiance and I were up early, ate at Angela's, walked in the park, and came out next to where CBS does "The Early Show" And every morning P said, "Let's go wave at the cameras," and I was all "No, that's dorky-touristy, and I don't even watch morning T.V." Wednesday morning (while P took, like, the world's longest shower), I flipped on the T.V., and there was Rod Stewart singing just up the street from us! He quipped that the strong morning wind proved that was not a wig on his head. I hesitated, then dashed out. . . to a corner dominated by wind, emptiness, and a smallish stage with something that looked like a high school dance backdrop, all lattice and pink. Stewart hadn't been on live! He was pre-recorded! Grrr.)

Sat next to Mary Tyler Moore at E.A.T.

Attended at taping of "The Daily Show" (Lou Dobbs on War on the Middle Class...).

Caught a cab in the rain(!).

Bought 5 dozen bagels (well, Dad did; he's like that) at H&H and headed south.

In Richmond

Enjoyed the National Folk Festival.

Volunteered at Making Strides in Byrd Park.

Ate at Liberty Valance.