Sunday was date day! And it was great.

30 08 2009

For my birthday, Conrad gave me two big gifts: 2 tickets to see Avenue Q, and dinner reservations at a restaurant on our “to eat at” list, Mermaid Inn.

Well, after two intense dramas, Avenue Q was Broadway redemption. I can’t remember the last time wet laughed so hard, for so long.  It definitely wasn’t the all-girls comedy show we saw, that’s for sure. No, this cast of 6 was phenomenal. If you don’t know, Avenue Q stars puppets. It’s a Sesame Street for adults, if you will. There’s a gay puppet, a slutty puppet, a porn-loving puppet – and that’s just the beginning. You can see more of the puppeteers than I expected, and they themselves acted as complementary roles to their puppet characters.  The voices were amazing — the singing voices, and also the ability to seemingly split their personality and perform the voice of another character under someone else’s control. It was slanderous and rowdy and fun and escapist. If you haven’t seen it yet — do. It closes on September 13!!

We had late dinner reservations, which meant we didn’t have to rush. So we got to hop on the bus (which I love) and headed up to our old neighborhood. Much to our delight, today was Amsterdam Avenue’s street festival. Yay! The street is closed to traffic, vendors park their booths were normally there are cars and delivery trucks. Smells of roasting corn mingle with Thai noodle dishes and watermelon snacks. Hawkers sell hats, jewelry, t-shirts, kids clothing, rugs, sheets, socks … truly a little bit of everything, and always a surprise. Last year I found the greatest pair of Indian-style handmade shoes. Sadly, I’ve never found him again, but I keep hoping we do!  Somehow Conrad managed to find a weird locking bit of some kind or other that he HAD to have (naturally, he just needed it this week — what are the odds it was right there on the table in front of his eyes… ).

Naturally, after strolling around in the sunshine, we were quite thirsty. And it being only 5 or so, a little too hungry to wait until 7pm dinner reservations. Hark, did someone say mussels and a great beer at a newly opened B Cafe West? Red curry and coconut milk meld together to make Mussels Malay Laksa. It sounds good, and it’s better than it sounds. Plus the great Belgian beers were served each in their own brewer’s glass, which I love. So yeah, we’d go there again. Only one problem. Our lazy appetizer snack was pretty filling.

We walked around a bit to work our appetite back into a frenzy (or at least fool ourselves into thinking it was). Mermaid Inn is a fish shack gone fancy. We started by sharing a crab  gazpacho that was light and lovely.  For dinner, we shared a Sunday pasta special — a version of their normal “pasta with salad on top.” It was a tossed with little necks, mussels, calamari (including the tentacle ends) and perfectly cooked baby scallops and is topped with just the right amount of peppery arugula. Thankfully, Mermaid Inn doesn’t have a dessert menu — but to make up for it, they give each patron a little cup of chocolate pudding to end on a sweet note.

What a great birthday! And as every Leo knows, any excuse to drag it out beyond the actual day just makes the celebration that much sweeter.





Living like a local – stoop views

19 05 2008

Monday morning finds Conrad and I recovering from a great weekend at home. We were plan-less on Friday night, so in our “we live in NYC, there must be something free/cheep we want to do” movement, we caught a late show at the Upright Citizen’s Brigade … a comedy club where entrance costs < $10 each.

Saturday was a day for spring cleaning. Our apartment has been dirty … with real dirt. Open windows on a ground-floor apartment of a pretty major NYC road mean lots of street grime may there way onto and through our window screens. Blech. So now that the trees are mostly done spitting out clouds of pollen, it was time for the semi-annual deep clean. It was actually fun because we could see the progress we made. Saturday night, even better, we met up with Kelly, Factor, Marty & Natasha (“Natty Bo Bo” I believe she may soon be nicknamed???) for a little outdoor movie fest. In Raleigh, this would mean about an hour in a parking lot, a 10 minute walk from car to random field laden with camp chairs, and a night under starry skies. In NYC, the rules were simple: “Food allowed; chairs provided.” Nice. You see, in small NYC apartments, there really isn’t room for most people to stock pile those lovely camp chairs. So we took the train to trader joe’s, picked up some snack foods, and walked on down to an empty parking lot where folding chairs were set up facing a painted brick wall … y voila, projectors be envious. The sprinkle of rain showers did not keep us away; I’m sure from the back it was quite the scene with couples nestled together under small umbrellas, determined to watch the movie and have a good time.

Sunday, even better, Amerstdam Ave held it’s 24th annual UWS street festival. This meant from about 75th to 90th, Amsterdam Ave was closed to cars and open to vendors selling grilled corn, giros, hamburgers, hot dogs, Thai food, Indian food, socks, sheets, mops, jewelry … just about anything you may (or may not) need. We wandered up to our Sunday farmer’s market just as the rain really started coming down… so the trip was pretty fast. Sunday ended as Sunday’s should … curled on the couch watching reruns of bad movies (Indiana Jones, the trilogy … I considered it research).

Oh, and I nearly forgot our big event. Whilst cleaning I held up the dusty DVD player Conrad has been “saving” for an unnamed friend. “It’s going,” I said. “But it works!” said he, “fine, we’ll drop it at Salvation Army later today.” But wait. We live in NYC. We stuck a note on it: “Works. Free” and set it on the stoop, the thing was gone in less than 5 minutes … and we saved ourselves a trip to the donation store AND a dust-catcher. Now that’s how the locals roll.