Sunset on the farm:
Breakfast on the farm:
Nelson on the farm, still confounded by the noises and the smells:
Thanks to Ball State University Singers alum Luke Meyer, who has over ten years remained a constant and dear one of my ‘kids,’ I attended the 72nd annual Tony Awards on Sunday.
Luke knew one of the cast members of Carousel who had over-purchased his block of tickets, so we had seats four rows from the top of Radio City Music Hall. And except for distance from stage, there’s not a bad seat in the house.
I’ll add some photos at the end of this post, but will share a few thoughts first:
My holiday ended in wonderful fashion, and I’m so grateful to Luke for procuring tickets!
And here’s the New York Times review of the broadcast:
I didn’t catch up with nearly everyone I wished this trip.
Some of my kids were out of town. Others were occupied.
But every NYC trip brings me such joy as I reconnect with students from across the years. This tribe is active and vital and energetic and living/striving the dream.
From Greenwich Village to Lincoln Center and at points in between, here are some shots with my kids this trip:
The Museum of Food and Drink is a delightful Williamsburg destination museum!
Kurt Hellerich and I popped over there on Friday to take in the current exhibit about Chinese fast food in America.
And then had a house-cooked, small-portion Chinese fast food meal right there in the restaurant.
Kurt and I both claim the KCMO area as home, so we posted as our local best-known food the wonderful KC burnt ends.
I attended a wine & cheese tasting class today at Murray’s Cheese on Bleeker Street in Greenwich Village. I learned some things, and enjoyed a delightful 90 minutes of noshing. That my old student Luke Meyer was with me made the class even more fun!
Today’s panhandler was so polite that I gladly gave the $3 to him.
I was sitting in Union Square Park, enjoying the last few pages of a book. The breeze was cool, and the long park benches just invited people to sit down. My coffee was at my side. I kept hearing acoustic guitar music, and finally realized that a 20-something guy was noodling on his beat-up old guitar, further down the bench.
The sound was enchanting, but I was engrossed in my book.
I didn’t realize he was getting ready to leave until he said “Sir, I’ve not had any coffee today and sure could use some.”
My Dunkin Donuts coffee had cost me less than $3, so I handed him that same amount. Then we talked music theory for ten minutes.
NYC is bedecked in rainbow decals. Store windows have posted broad swaths of rainbow flag stripes.
Union Square market on a Saturday is a lovely place to people-watch, sample food and drink, and (were I to live here) gather foodstuffs for a week.
Photos from this morning:
Get out of Midtown, and suddenly prices do drop a bit.
Kurt and I were in Williamsburg yesterday, and stopped at a bakery. Two pastries and two iced teas were less than $10.
Time now for a nap before seeing another show this evening!
A dear friend joined me for dinner on Friday before we saw the glorious revival of Once on this island.
I bought the show tickets, so he treated to dinner at Robert, the cafe atop the Museum of Art and Design.
Starting with a tuna tartare tartlet with passionfruit mousse, the dinner continued with wild mushroom strudel, filet Mignon with white asparagus, and a banana mousse encased in white chocolate.
The meal was as good as the show!
Thursday in NYC. Plans changed after my abbreviated night and a late cancellation for my mid-morning coffee with an alum.
So I had breakfast at the hotel, did some work, went to the Neuegalerie to see some Klimt paintings (including the famous 1907 portrait of Adele Bloch-Bauer), talked to a friend in Saigon, talked to my youngest sister, talked to the office, ate lamb over rice from a street truck at the Metropolitan Museum of Art (a darn fine lunch!), eavesdropped on two elderly locals while on the bus on 5th Avenue, took a brief nap, traveled to Greenwich Village and almost missed my stop at 4th St because I was reading, had tea and a long catch-up with Austen Bohmer, enjoyed a manicure, stopped for a moment of homage at the Stonewall Inn, read for a while whilst sitting in Christopher Park at the Stonewall National Monument, ate a meat pie and mash at the Barrow Street Theatre, and enjoyed a totally immersive, way-too-fun production of Sweeney Todd.
Not a bad day!
From the Stonewall National Monument, a very happy Pride celebration to my LBGTQetc. mates around the world:
I am on holiday, and have nothing to post today.
I had dinner this evening with Jesse Diaz, my much-loved grad assistant from my last two years at Ball State University.
Jesse is moving from Saint Louis, where we both landed for a spell, to Palm Springs, California, to take a teaching job nearby and be with his partner who is now working there.
Even though we have rarely seen each other here in Saint Louis, I’ve enjoyed knowing he is nearby, and I’ve been pleased to hear of his continued growth and successes!
Whilst picking raspberries tonight, I was attacked by mosquitos.
The curried chicken salad is made. I used the plate trick to cut the grapes. And I toasted some almond slices to throw in as well.
My summer vacation commences two weeks from today. I am truly ready for the respite, and the travel.
The new ceiling fan gets installed tomorrow in the home office. This will truly complete the current renovations.
Except that now I’m really wanting a lamp above the kitchen sink, where there is currently no direct light.
Home Depot, here cometh I.