Lazy days

Do lazy days make you feel rested or unproductive?

You know that feeling when, yes, you want to take a pause, but the stay-at-home feels like a sick day.

You started off needing a rest, but as you rested, you began to feel warm, tired. It’s almost as if that day off made you sick.

As if you did not deserve a quiet day at home, the day became a day of recovery.

Taking a sick day, eh?, well, you better be sick then. You may as well be sick if you’re just gonna be lazing around.

More about last night

Incidentally, or perhaps not so incidentally, at a dinner a couple of months ago with C., I ordered a 0 alcohol beer and got a buzz.

Truth is I have tee-totaled for a long long time. It affects one’s tolerance.

Last night, at the Beach (see my post today about “what’s going on”), I had a Heinekein 00. It was fine. I was fine. Maybe it was that second zero?

I ordered the beer on account of that’s how Taco Tuesday works. 9 dollars for three but you gotta get a drink with that.

Just in case 00 was going to make me tipsy, I squeezed limes then I added water into the glass.

Anyway, I walked home without too much swerving and I like me some non-alco beer.

Here’s what’s going on

With me, at any rate….

It is probably obvious to you and to my besties by now that, if we go out somewhere, I am likely to report on it.

Or find something interesting in the outing. At least interesting to me.

For instance, guys, last night we tried Tacombi, a place usually very accessible, and it was full. Packed. I know, maybe it’s Taco Tuesday, and that 6:30 is not an early bird hour. The happy diners here were young and loud. 

M. and I moved on to the Beach Cafe, at her suggestion. This is more her nabe than mine, while I do live close by.

The happy diners at the Beach were older and settled in, but we got a booth made for a bigger party than we two. By 7:45, or so, the restaurant had pretty much emptied out.

What happened to the City That Never Sleeps?

The Beach has a neon ad over the bar that says Burgers til 1am.

We were pretty dubious and even snickered on our way out.

BTW, Tuesday is for tacos here as well although they are co-opting the cuisine.

Less vibrato?

Thanks to my (jazz) flautist buddy Carol Sudhalter, I went to the New York Flute Club’s October program.

Robert Langevin, flute, and Min Young Kang, piano, presented a program in honor of Maurice Ravel’s 150th birthday. It was all so very beautiful.

Shout out to a young composer, C.R.R. Klevin, whose Sonata (2024) was wonderful.

Inspired by this evening I googed my way to this fun overview:

I encourage you to seek out more music videos featured on YouTube, or wherever you watch and listen.

10 year Gala

If you live on the UES, come support our community at the 10th Anniversary Gala of PS109 El Barrio Artspace. This milestone Gala brings together the artists, neighbors, and supporters who helped shape El Barrio’s Artspace into a vibrant hub of artistic expression. Like every milestone, 10 years down, is the beginning of the next […]

10 years in support

This evening, which just occurred on Saturday, was wonderful. For me, my friends at the table made it even more gala.

Unbeknownst to any of us, my friends had a past connection.

D. never forgets a face and she recognized C. from a workplace they shared 15 years ago. Talk about 6 degrees– no separation!

Follow PS 109 El Barrio Artspace on Instagram. There is a whole of a lot going on up there. All year round.

Speaks

Having recently had a speakeasy experience, I am alert to hidden bars.

You could easily pass this door without a thought about its late night program.

Having your name over the door technically disqualifies you or rather your joint as a speakeasy!

All of these are technically not secret enough to be speaks, but they harbor a mystery.

Back alleys, belowstairs steps and small doors are also mysterious. Enough for me.