We are back at Wild Horse Creek Ranch for the annual Tamalpa gathering. For Jakub and I, so far from family, Tamalpa has become a bit of a stand-in , this being a kind of family reunion. Jakub reading over my shoulder said this would be a great place for a family reunion, I thought it might work for my parents diamond anniversary but given that is in October and it is likely nothing but snow here that time of year, I'll need to rethink my plans.
The crowd is gathering here in the living room as I type this and it is getting harder to concentrate so I will write more tomorrow with my morning coffee.
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Wednesday, July 01, 2009
New York New York!
I'm writing this post from my hotel room in TriBeCa, on the southern end of SOHO. Though it is one of those botiquie hotels, the air sits in the room and hangs like a blanket; until the air-con kicks in and an ice breeze rolls over me that is. The subway rattles our room on occassion and I wonder if the other rooms of this **** place do the same.
New York is all I expected - vibrant, busy, noisy, energetic. It sucks you into its arms and you release yourself, as though she were a long anticipated lover. For me she is.
Our first day was spent exploring the area around the park and 5th ave. We rode the subway to Times Square, took a brisk walk to Central Park and then a gentle stroll, meandering through Finally popping out at the Museum of Natural History, which sucked us in for a few ours.
My new best friend, wine expert and foodie extodinaire,Jason Alexander, sent me an email that read more like a food review column of what's hot in New York. High up on the list was the restaurant at MOMA, where we looked forward to sipping one of Sommelier Belinda Changs selections. Unfortuntely our gentle stroll saw us arrive 5 minutes after the kitchen closed, with the entire museum being closed on Tuesday. We got creative about food, ate something that was just alright and decided we would satisfy our craving for something great at Del Posto, in the Meet Packing district, at night.
We stumbled over FIKA, a great little coffee shop that makes a cappuccino to die for and, while Peter headed to the hotel for a siesta, I made my way to Strand Books where I spent the rest of the afternoon.
With only a few hours sleep last night, I am afraid I will need to finish this post later. I'll give you my rave review of Del Posto and try to find a card reader to upload some shots.
New York is all I expected - vibrant, busy, noisy, energetic. It sucks you into its arms and you release yourself, as though she were a long anticipated lover. For me she is.
Our first day was spent exploring the area around the park and 5th ave. We rode the subway to Times Square, took a brisk walk to Central Park and then a gentle stroll, meandering through Finally popping out at the Museum of Natural History, which sucked us in for a few ours.
My new best friend, wine expert and foodie extodinaire,Jason Alexander, sent me an email that read more like a food review column of what's hot in New York. High up on the list was the restaurant at MOMA, where we looked forward to sipping one of Sommelier Belinda Changs selections. Unfortuntely our gentle stroll saw us arrive 5 minutes after the kitchen closed, with the entire museum being closed on Tuesday. We got creative about food, ate something that was just alright and decided we would satisfy our craving for something great at Del Posto, in the Meet Packing district, at night.
We stumbled over FIKA, a great little coffee shop that makes a cappuccino to die for and, while Peter headed to the hotel for a siesta, I made my way to Strand Books where I spent the rest of the afternoon.
With only a few hours sleep last night, I am afraid I will need to finish this post later. I'll give you my rave review of Del Posto and try to find a card reader to upload some shots.
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