Thursday, August 16, 2007

The Village and the Lower East Side



Today was a lot of walking, window shopping and negotiating. We had a wonderful breakfast at the Palace restaurant, near the hotel on 57th. Everyone around us was speaking in another language - Italian, Spanish, Polish, German. We feel so boring. Hopped into a cab and harmonically converged at Gilda's therapist at 11:00 and we met Martha there. Martha, the girls and I went walking through the West Village, Washington Square Park -looked at the statue of Garibaldi and the big triumphal arch - and kept going. As I said, lots of window shopping and some actual retail. We found some adorable stuff at a store called Love Child that we found earrings, and other fab tschotkes for the girls. We ate lunch at a Brazilian cafe in Nolita called Cafe Colonial where the girls shared a hamburger as big as their head and I ate an oriental chicken salad. Delish, although I am wearing a quantity of it. Apparently this is a people watching place, which might be why there is the "no cell phone" sign on the wall. "Lots of pretty people there, reading Rolling Stone, reading Vogue" - Joni Mitchell



We went from pretty people land to the Lower East side tenement museum, a place that my friend Ellen said had a great gift store. She was right - great stuff - and the tour was excellent as well. We did the tour that talked about two families - German immigrants in the 1860s and an Italian family in the 30s. Sweaty stuff.
The tour guide made two comments that cracked me up -
one -he talked about how the house was from the time of Abraham Lincoln, and as Abe isn't looking too good these days we should not touch anything. The girls leaned over and asked if our house wasn't built around then - yes, but we can touch it -
and two - some man probably disappeared one day (probably was press ganged or shanghaied) and the guide said to the girls, "Would you run away and join the circus?" and they said - "We already did." Which earned a major double take. Big laugh, too. I don't think he though she was serious. I think he thought she was the funniest kid he'd ever met.

Now we just need to figure the dinner thing out. I'll update after we make some decisions.

1 comment:

Lizzie said...

I hope the visit to the therapist wasn't too tough on Sam. It would be a bummer way to begin the vacation.

After all the people watching, have you devined what we in the last cool and fashionable midwest should be doing, wearing, reading...?