Tag Archives: #about-and-around

High ? Alerts

In addition to these threats or are they warnings, to bus passengers, there was a recurring message on a screen. We were told that Fares are Required. MTA officials and the NYPD would make sure we paid up.

We have come to shrug off the  Transit Watch alert.

The reminder that assault on a bus driver might be a felony seems superfluous. I believe any assault is considered felonious.

I assume the security cameras are there to enforce the warnings.

There, that covers that!

Chelsea on a Saturday night

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.

A rainy Thursday night in Chelsea on 6th Ave

Used-to-be’s

This Starbucks was a bank. In fact, I think maybe a Chemical Bank? I remember that Burt went down to 23rd Street once upona to make a deposit.

This was a place to go ice skating. Perhaps come snowy season, it will be. Get a hold of how very many pickleball courts are squeezed in on the Wollman Rink.

One of these palatial emporiums were Wanamakers in the days of the Lady’s Mile. I think it’s now a Burlington [Mills]. It’s lovely to see how many of the beautifully designed buildings survived to decorate the West 20s.

City escapes

Around every corner…

Hunter and environs

It’s a cold day. A day begging for a pleasant escape. Mine takes me down to 64th Street on Lexington to a plant-forward restaurant.

It’s part of a little city-wide chain. In the best way possible.

I owe my visit today to the generosity of step-children who sent an e-coupon.

What a delight!

The walk in the sunny morning was invigorating and took me off the tried/tired path I usually trod. (The bonus was an unexpected  step count.)

Le Botaniste makes delicious fare in a nice but not luxurious setting with warm service.

I ordered a curated plate from the seasonal menu. It had both “green,” which I found appealing, and “Bronx” (in honor of my friend S) in its description. And green it was, beautifully, lushly and abundantly. I can not vouch for its connection to the borough, but texted S a picture.

I listened to podcasts, including one from The Contrarian, and avoided any glimpse of the disaster unfolding at the Capitol Rotunda.