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6:30 came very early the next morning, especially since my body is still in the Pacific time zone. Even though our meeting wasn't until 1pm, Tad wanted to get an early start. We met for breakfast in the hotel at 8am and were ready to head out by 9:00. We had several pieces of technology to test on the streets of New York, so we walked around like tourists for several hours.
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After the meeting we walked back to the hotel, dropped off our bags and set out again. This time we headed southeast. So here's a trivia question: how many trains per day pass through Grand Central Station? The answer: none. Grand Central Station is a post office; the train station is called Grand Central Terminal. I have seen pictures of the ceiling painted with the constellations of the zodiac, so it was very cool to see it for real. We then headed out and went to the Chrysler building - the tallest building in the world from its completion in 1930 until the Empire State Building surpassed it in 1931. The art deco lobby has been referenced many times in popular culture and it was very cool to see the original.
We then walked past the amazing New York Public Library building and into Bryce Park behind it. There's a big drive-in movie screen set up in the park and every Monday night during the summer they show an old movie for people sitting in the park. At this point, we decided it was time to head back to the hotel and think about dinner. Our hotel is in the same block as chef Daniel Boulud's new restaurant db Bistro Moderne - "a modern French-American restaurant where traditional French cuisine meets the flavors of the American Market. db is Daniel Boulud's renowned contemporary interpretation of the Parisian classic" according to their web site. We dropped in at about 5:10 to see if they could get us in at 6pm. We were told "no, but we have an opening at 5:45." OK, works for us. We headed back to the hotel (just down the block) to get cleaned up a bit. Little did we know that nature was going to help us out. We'd been hearing thunder for a few minutes and just as we stepped out into the street the sky just opened up and poured, and I mean a downpour. Everyone who didn't have an umbrella (including us) ducked into the nearest doorway. Tad and I figured that we were tough northwesterners who weren't going to be deterred by a little rain. We could see our hotel about 200 feet down the street and decided to make a run for it. I guess we didn't really understand how hard the rain was because 30 seconds later as we entered out hotel lobby we were drenched from head to toe. I got up to my room and changed my clothes and dried off. Good thing I brought an extra dress shirt! We got back to the restaurant about 20 minutes later and were promptly seated.
Tad left the wine ordering to me, after assuring me that it was legitimate to expense it. They had a lot of very nice wines on the wine list, but I figured I'd better go easy with Intel footing the bill. I found a very nice 2006 Vacqueyras that was reasonably priced. It turned out to be very nice, but not as nice as the one that Rachel and I had in Lincoln City. Both Tad and I ordered from the pre-theater prix fixe menu. I had a wonderful artichoke velouté with basil oil and garlic as my first course, a very well prepared flank steak with grilled zucchini (sound familiar?) with pommes frites for my main course, and a very strange but wonderful creme brulee sundae for desert. The food was perfectly prepared, but not as interesting as I'd hoped. Well worth going, however.
New York wasn't as scary as I'd thought, but I'll be glad to get home tomorrow.
I like the part about prying the panel off to operate the A/C. Engineers in NYC. Gotta love 'em.
ReplyDeleteI think you are getting wiser in your older age and can appreciate both the glorious outdoors and the incredible Works 'o Man, including his wine-making. Now that you've done that, maybe we can get you to Italy, where you can have the Nero Davola in its native Sicilian habitat. How I have loved this blog! And the Arch Cape blog! And your dear self.
ReplyDeleteDid I tell you that Robert and I went to a Port tasting in December at Boston U.? We don;'t remember much of it (WHY didn't we write everything down) because we drank a great deal of port (with chocolate, with Gorgonzola, with macadamia nuts). You can see that try as I may to become an aficionado, it's the ancillary food that stayed with me!
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