Welcome back to NYC people. Nice to be inhaling the tangy, steamy, urine-soaked air of this wonderful, crazy vibrant city after the almost-but-not-quite bucolic TinyTown of Dover, PA (the home of one of America's first serious attempts to have Intelligent Design taught in state schools - as legitimate science. As Billy Shakespeare no doubt said, I kiddest thou not).
To be fair to Dover, PA, it does have a kick-arse Walmart and TJ Maxx and I met a group of lovely people - friends of T. Lamp and Red K - whom I would be proud to call my posse. This was a necessary, but enjoyable detour on the way back to NY after Pittsburgh.
Today took me and Iona Chef to the wilds of the Village (and Soho, Nolita and Chelsea) for some more punk-related history. We snapped "Joey Ramone Place". We stumbled across Russ and Daughters, a gorgeous old-style deli featured in Season Three of Louie. We bought cheap DVDs at the indie cinema on East Houston Street. I bought cheap fishnet tights from the Bettie Page store and we snapped the exterior of the Chelsea Hotel (closed for repairs, Arrrghhhh....). We visited Eataly, the largest Italian food emporium in the world, nay, the fucking universe, and all the parallel ones that exist alongside this one...
I managed to squeeze in a trip to Roosevelt Island on the cable car/tram. The views are incredible, even if the trip feels a little scary.
Dinner was a burger at Shake Shack and dessert a delicious Scottish Highland 21 year old single malt from the Wemyss distillery/estate. Gorgeous. The staff at Tribeca's Brandy Library know their stuff.
Basketball with Iona Chef tomorrow night. Go Brooklyn!!!
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