Tango

I am kind of over the moon over dance, dancers, and dancing. My passion covers all genres from the à gogo to the ballet to zumba. My affection for the Iberian-inflected dances like Flamenco and Tango is extreme.

Truth is The Tango, that great dance of love, originates in Argentina, not in Spain.

If Tango is seen as romantic, Flamenco can be sexy but edgier. And I have no idea what prompted me to include à gogo in my list, but it too is pretty provocative.

The ballet engaged my interest from an early age. I came to appreciate ballroom dancing later.

Of course, all of the dance, except the zumba, for me is basically a spectator sport. For instance, I always loved watching all sorts of ballet but hated ballet lessons.

Inflation

Lexington & 80-something Street **

What is it about us as we age that we can’t recognize prices rising? You know, like when you find yourself saying, “That cab ride was $2.50 in my day.”

For two-cents plain is probably at least the above quoted $2.50 these days at any half decent soda fountain. Wait. You won’t find a soda fountain (unless you live in my nabe. **This one boasts a 75-year run.)


Whenever I pass that** soda fountain, I free-associate to the Robert Redford film 3 Days of the Condor. The movie was based on a novel called Six Days of the Condor.

All I recall from the Redford film was that he seeked a back exit to escape some baddies. The counterman pointed with a motion of his head.

Triggered, but in a good way

“Celia Cruz to appear on the quarter” is an announcement that can trigger many reactions. Depending of course on your relationship to the singer and her legacy.

For me, the smile it brought was remembering the off-Broadway show [slash] concert Burt and I saw at New World Stages. We were so enamored of the music and the story that we went back to see it again. It played in alternating English and Spanish versions. We loved them both.