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Did you know that the M1 skirts left around Mt. Morris Park going downtown?
I went down to 56th to take the M31 from 6th Ave all the way to my next appointment. I spend so very much time on that M31!
My latest exploration-I was about to claim it as an encounter, but actually I hadn’t looked closely for some time. I pass by all the time, so I dropped the ball on this great mystery.



Now there’s a new mystery to solve.
What was Alfredo’s? I never found out. No one would answer that question.
Was the answer so dire as to deserve a wipe-out response?

Some of my cohort were promised a photo of a building named Alfredo’s. For the past 40 years, I have puzzled over the name plate on top of 1368 York. Wondered but never got satisfaction. Curiosity has carried me to flights of fancy and imaginative conclusions. Like SENECA, the name must have some significance. Mustn’t […]
I am keeping a promise







From bottom up:
666 on 6th Ave, I am sure, not the devil’s address. And next door, MadrasDosaCo.com soft landing.
The Welcome Wall in the lobby of New York LiveArts on 19th off 7th Ave.
The 19th St Firehouse betw 7th and 6th.
Ama La Vita disappoints, it being closed on Saturday night.
[The website says it’s Kosher, offering an explanation for my disappointment].
Kona Coffee Roasters fills the gap.






What are Slovak-Czech Varieties?
Is it varietals? Or variety items? As in, this establishment is a variety store?
I had not noticed the explanatory web address. I had not noted the specific menu of items on sale painted on the front glass.
I glossed over all the details while focusing to the store’s connection to an Eastern European past.
Everything requires we take a second look.

This is the 2nd banana-themed PSA I have seen in about as many weeks. It appears that someone is very concerned about our sexual well-being.
This concern only surfaces in the environs of a pub ladies’ room, it seems. Nice of them, even if the interest is somehow related to the consumption of alcohol.
You should have seen the first one; it had two ‘nanas kind of entwined. It revealed almost a shocking, prurient interest in our intimate health.
In anticipation of a great evening, and with my pal D that’s a given, dinner was the preamble.
The venue for the main event was on the row of great churches flanking 120th Street. We were heading to see General Mischief Dance Theatre perform Joyful Noise. Oh boy. That was grand.





But dinner, way up there in Columbia-country, where? Riverside Park’s Ellington was D’s bright idea. More treats and feasts.

Overlooking the Hudson, from a picnic table on a warm evening, with a really truly good lobster roll was perfect.
As was the sylvan setting. There’s been enough rain this season to make our parks green. Riverside is no exception and there was a magical feel to walking along those green grown and muddy paths.



























