Last full day in NY. Lamb shwarma at Kuti’s and a walk through Morningside Heights and Central Park.
Brooklyn: saw Fred Tomaselli show and walked through Prospect Park after a brunch at Dressler. Then hosted evening with friends that eventually (d)evolved into wigtime. Splendid day.
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 [...]
Dinner at our second date and long time haunt Frank. Molto squisito!
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 [...]