Being the artsy in the family, my daughter visited Guggenheim with my wife. She was not impressed. She thought it was "small" and less interesting. She prefers MoMA.
What that means to mean to me, I have no clue. She is the artist. I took her words, besides she strong opinion about arts.
After these artistic contemplation and interpretation, they headed down midtown for dinner.
Despite the bomb scare, midtown was flooded with humanity. Parking garage full. They were able to park on a munimeter four blocks away from the restaurant. It was a quick dinner.
To top it off, it took an hour to pass through the Lincoln Tunnel.
Manhattan is a world winter destination!
Showing posts with label winter holidays. Show all posts
Showing posts with label winter holidays. Show all posts
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Friday, December 11, 2009
Winter Holiday
Winter is upon us in northern New Jersey. 23 degress F without the wind chill.
It is winter holidays, before the winter solstice.
Baked recipes fills the air in the kitchen and rest of the house and the living room smells the fresh cut christmas tree from Hill Farm.
It is Friday and I canhear the howling wind outside, sipping my cheap wine and thankful for a warm house for my family.
Fireplace will smell of burning hickory, ash and cherry woods.
Occasional drinks of eggnog spiked with rhum.
It is a country feel, despite close to Manhattan, by 80 minutes.
Bon Jesey.
It is winter holidays, before the winter solstice.
Baked recipes fills the air in the kitchen and rest of the house and the living room smells the fresh cut christmas tree from Hill Farm.
It is Friday and I canhear the howling wind outside, sipping my cheap wine and thankful for a warm house for my family.
Fireplace will smell of burning hickory, ash and cherry woods.
Occasional drinks of eggnog spiked with rhum.
It is a country feel, despite close to Manhattan, by 80 minutes.
Bon Jesey.
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