A great escape a month or so ago. Not pictured – a couple more amazing meals. Gristmill, I’ll be back for more of your pizza someday. And on the other end of the spectrum, the Tenement Museum, a must-visit for every American.
A dramatic entrance to the city.
An unready budget room somehow leads to an upgrade.
Battery Park’s Irish Hunger Memorial, surrounded by downtown New York yet if you can blink out beyond the fences, feels so much like Ireland.
The new World Trade Center.
Walking the Brooklyn bridge on a cold but beautiful morning.
The first picture attempts.
No clouds and a great wake-up.
Egg clouds with Lindsay and Pat, which was a treat (and a good dog owner and good-dog owner therapy session).
Was it a rising or setting hot chocolate? Went with the former. Even when a man outside stomped another man’s groceries in a dispute over a rude dog, which was an amazing New York moment.
One of my favorite random buildings in Brooklyn.
Kyle and Becky’s new place! Claire met us too, and we ate delicious tacos. Photo from Lori.
I’d always wanted to see Judy Chicago’s The Dinner Party. So at the Brooklyn Museum we did. The entire gallery that told its story was amazing. All the work involved, all the ideas at play, all the debate around its points, made and missed.
Cousins! An early breakfast and wonderful, overdue mini-reunion before the train home.
Back at home, Shadow was happy to see us, but he missed my parents and their yard and long walks. A dog of so many feelings. We missed him.