What can I tell you

When did Queens become Manhattan?

Queens was known for its low slung skyline.

Towering buildings topped by a blue line of light now should not surprise me.

Riverside Park

Who knew?

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.

Photo provided by D

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.

City escapes

Around every corner…

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.