I rose at oh dark hundred this morning, did my chores, and headed to the airport.
Off through the LSD TUNNEL OF LIBERAL NEW AGE LOVE in the Detroit airport.
Our approach into NYC.
A great view of the park.
To supper. A sort of belated birthday thing, I think.
We went to place called Via Emilia in the Flatiron District. They had good portions and good prices. GREAT Lambrusco. The staff was also very accommodating when we had a seating concern. The decor… blech. Food/price … thumbs up.
Lasagna.
One of the Chilean miners came in just as we were going out. There were some very oddly dressed people out there tonight. Who knew?
The management of the Empire State Building ignored Mother Theresa, but they are willing to go pumpkin for Halloween.
Off to Eataly for dessert.
I won’t show you the ice cream. It wouldn’t be fair.
But the coffee was good.
Not quite like the real thing but very close.
I stopped at the fish counter to look for squid ink. (They have it.)
Say hi to the fish guys.
White and black truffles came in today! The profumo is spectacular.
Here are some of the white. I remember buying some one say from a guy along the road near Arezzo.
After a chat, he gave us a close up whiff. Heaven will be like this.
Say hi to the truffle guy.
Now I get to watch Pres. Bush’s old team beat Barry Bonds’
old team.
Just right.
Tomorrow… Solemn TLM at Holy Innocents in Manhattan at 10 am. I understand the distinguished English blogger and “blood crazed ferret” Damian Thompson may be there.
