January 5th, 2011
“Wannadonut?” Ali slyly asks as we circle our neighborhood, looking for milk for morning coffee or a parking space, whichever comes first. This is how post Taxi-Subway-Airtrain-JFK-SFO-Bart the kids hit terre ferme and immediately homing pigeoned to All Stars Donuts. The inside sign looks at first glance like Donuts & Drunks, which is what you’d expect at joint open 24 hours (and I understand it has something of a rep for this), but all we’ve ever encountered at any late night hour are doughnut hounds intent upon whatever has been freshly drawn from the vat and dipped in maple glaze.
January 4th, 2011
January 3rd, 2011
Last full day in NY. Lamb shwarma at Kuti’s and a walk through Morningside Heights and Central Park.
January 1st, 2011
December 31st, 2010
December 30th, 2010
We walked through Morningside Park to the last address of Erik Weisz, son of a rabbi, immigrant, vaudevillian, escapologist, anti-Spiritualist, Harry Houdini–a brownstone at 278 W. 113th. We then headed down to the Houdini show at the Jewish Museum, a Christmas tradition begun with a fantastic show on Sarah Bernhardt. A picture of the two is below, as well as some library of Congress footage of a straight jacket escape dangling in the sky of NYC.
December 28th, 2010
We thought we’d walk through the blizzard in Central Park. Got as far as the reservoir steps before retreating, whipped by wind, pelted by ice, every last inch of us wet and then freezing. This footage does not do justice to much of the magic of that night–thundersnow: lightning in a snowstorm! actual frozen hair!–but dig those ghostly snow fingers wafting from the rooftops…