At the bus stop

First leg of my journey to SoHo Playhouse
View near W 4th St Subway station, and around SoHo Playhouse

We made a stop at 6th Avenue and West 4th Street for a Cheese Wheel Pasta. Don’t worry, it is superb and delicious. The cheese wheel is a useful gimmick.

The patrone places the fettuccine in the big wheel of Padua cheese (cheese removed) to cook. He has six fry pans in which he fresh preps the sauces and other ingredients. This is not fast food.

My moniker

Met a new friend who asked about my blog(s). Flattered, of course. Suggested a search for TheRealTamara.

Tried it myself. Why not, I love googling.

Shagrin, 😞 so many results, and so many other TheRealTamaras. Is this even possible.

(No ¿?, this is not a question. It’s a complaint.)

Had to find a way to top being The Real.

How about, I asked ACJ, I call myself OGTamara?

Come, support these artists during Women’s History Month

In honor of Women’s History Month in March, it is fitting we visit this exhitit at the El Barrio Artspece PS 109.

The 1st floor gallery space gets a lot of use for exhibits through out the year, for a Gala once a year, for meet & greets. There is a sweet black box theatre in this space.

For this curated group show, Lamar Rogers and Rolinda Ramos chose the best of the best. In fact I am delighted that my friend LisaMaria Maya has been chosen to participate this year.

This hidden-in-plain-site (sic) gem of a community space, PS109 ArtSpace El Barrio, is located at 215 E 99th Street.

Come check it out, and support the show and the artists!

Doubling down

On Am I right¿

Why do I find the rhetorical phrase “Am I right” so… I don’t know, uninspired?

In the context of my comment on Minnesota in that blog, I get that a focus on am I right was frivolous. My apology is sincere.

Using serious and traumatic events, as in the ICE invasion into an American city, to bash a linguistic tic is a tactical error. It’s the kind of mashup that doesn’t serve us.

Here, I am going to shower all my attention on this dumb and self-congratulatory expression. In any other context, Am I right deserves a pass. Comics use it to keep their audience engaged. Am I guilty of that as well?

Her short story

She was passing the Psychic’s storefront. Despite the late hour, she thought of knocking on the door. Sedutto’s had closed, as it always did at 10pm, so she knew there wouldn’t be ice cream in her immediate future.

For a city that never sleeps, there weren’t many places to welcome her. Both pizza places had shut their doors. A bar had its Closed sign in the window even though she could see a half dozen patrons inside.

It wasn’t particularly quiet on the streets, however.

She greeted a furry dog who greeted her to the delight of her owner.

She welcomed the interaction which met her requirement for pet surrogate encounters. The skittish fellow with the wide open eyes and floppy haircut did not want her to pet him. Maybe next time.

The air felt fresh, washed as it had been by an earlier drizzle. Each day promises spring, which we know is near because that is how time spins on this earth.