Toujours Maman

Lure Fishbar in Soho. What a difference almost a year makes. Can’t wait for a real hug again. Restaurants, too. Until then. Always happy to be mAd Ben’s mother.

A masked embrace. Tailgate cocktails on the caranda. Creative fun.

 

 

 

Et. Merci pour les jolies fleurs mon fils.

Divine Night 2019

Susana Phillips. Met Opera soprano. O Nuit Divine. Indeed it was. Paul Winter’s sax. Hark the Herald Angels Sing! Silent Night. Candles. Holy Night. Christmas Eve Midnight Mass. Cathedral of St. John the Divine.

Mom & Ben tradition. Joyeux Noël

 

 

 

Autumnal March

A lot can happen when you leave the City for a few days. Scaffolding gets erected. More of it everywhere every day. Leaves become etched with tinges of yellow. And on September 18th, the Upper West Side lost an independent 94-year old woman of substance. One who even wrote her own obit, “She was a Bronze Life Master in bridge, an avid reader and an incredibly talented writer… those who knew her loved her, those who didn’t missed out.”   True.  Adieu, Betsey Strahl Levine.

Elsewhere. Kids are let out of school to raise awareness and motivate action on Climate Change. As people gather in Nevada to investigate what really goes on at Area 51. Art Bell will surely be found there.

Yes. Life marches on. But the world will never be quite the same.

Lobster Day Weekend

End of summer traditions. Steamers & lobster & corn-on-the-cob. Just a Metro North train away. Fabulous backyard clam bake.

On Center Court. Osaka showed heart & class. If not game in the end. #McCoco doubles team regained youthful glee. Djok choked. And. Sorry Serena. But. That outfit was just purple rain.

Over at HBO. Logan coddles a fragile Kendall. Roman goes to management training. Shiv shakes her head as Holly & Cherry join the fray.  But hey. Always intriguing new acquisitions at RoyCo.

‘Twas a bon weekend.

La Nuit Divine

O Night Divine. Gloriously sung in French by soprano Susanna Phillips at the Cathedral of St. John the Divine. Applause wafted up the aisle. Couldn’t help it. Capped off last night’s Christmas Eve service with choirs and horns and harps and a Paul Winter sax solo. And. The most haunting organ crescendo Harking the Herald of Angels. Transported. Second annual tradition with Ben.

Inclusive Episcopalian congregation. A little political. But. No kneeling!

Joyeux Noël 

 

2018

Good

Theater- The Lifespan of A Fact
Daniel Radcliffe, Cherry Jones, Bobby Cannavale

World Cup Soccer
Parkland Students Rally America against guns

Dolphin jumping out of the sea in Amagansett

 

Bad & Ugly

Petulant Adolescent President
Kavanaugh confirmation hearing
Emojis
Toxic Misandry

Sad   Art Bell
Tragic   Anthony Bourdain

Post Stuffington Post

Balloonistas from far and wide have left the ‘hood. Bleachers still up. Banging and clanging to come for the annual return of our sidewalk. Soon. We hope. Along Central Park West. Can park on our block again. Even if the No Parking signs linger. Scissors at the ready or they’d be up until May.

A rollicking fun weekend. Delicious non-turkey feast at the Oxbow. Parades. Family visits. Post Stuffington Frittata. Respite from politics. Even if. Some wore their opinions on t-shirts for lively dinner conversations. Until next year.

Sarah & The Supremes

Sarah Baumgartel for petitioner – ScotusBlog

Gundy v. United States, presented to the Supreme Court today by Attorney Sarah Baumgartel, Federal Defenders of New York:

Sarah argued that her petitioner’s case, “Combines criminal law-making and executive power in precisely the way that the Constitution was designed to prohibit.”  Justice Neil Gorsuch agreed saying Congress gave the attorney general a “blank check.”  Justice Ruth Bader Ginsburg said that Gorsuch had concisely stated Baumgartel’s argument. Sarah joked she should end her arguments right there, saying “I’ll cede my time,” drawing laughs from the crowd.     – The Hill

High praise from RBG. Doesn’t get any better than that!