So, Memorial Day weekend is approaching and it seems like you’re the only who doesn’t have plans to leave town or have a backyard barbecue. Consider yourself lucky, since you’ll either be saving on gas, airfare or a catch-up session in the gym. At least that’s what I’m telling myself..
As usual, my plans are tenuous. I never think about three-day weekends until it’s way too late. If you’re also stuck in NYC this weekend, here are some ways to make the most of the holiday weekend. View Post
You can live in NYC for years and never come across even half of the gems the city has to offer. Thanks to a tip from a friend (hi Ashley!), I spent last weekend basking in a sea of pink and exploring one of those gems: Randall’s Island Park, which hosted a cherry blossom festival on Saturday.
I’ve been blabbing about cherry blossoms for over a month now and was glad to have a chance to catch them before the season ended, since I missed the ones in D.C. and the festival at the Brooklyn Botanical Gardens.
Whiskey has been having a moment lately. From recent reports of record sales to the proliferation of whiskey-themed bars across the country, it seems like people just can’t get enough.
When I first noticed that some of my friends, including quite a few women, were huge fans of the spirit, I kind of rolled my eyes and wondered if this was the newest fad, like pumpkin spice lattes or avocado on everything.
I just didn’t get what the fuss was about. For years, I thought of whiskey as an old man’s drink. I could tolerate shots of vodka or tequila or rum, but whiskey was the one thing I couldn’t stomach. To me, the taste was like a cross between furniture polish and burnt rubber, and I hated how it overwhelmed any cocktail.
But if everyone was so crazy about whiskey, I figured I had to be missing something. So I decided to find out more about the spirit, and what better way to do that than to stop by Kings County Distillery in Brooklyn for a tour of the facility and tasting of their products? The distillery, which specializes in bourbon, moonshine and a special chocolate whiskey blend, was founded five years ago by Colin Spoelman and David Haskell. And while it wasn’t quite in my backyard, the short train ride to Dumbo was perfect for a weekend excursion.
I spent a few hours this Saturday transfixed by the magnificent works at The Frick Collection, including the above painting “Lady Agnew of Lochnaw.” On loan from The Scottish National Gallery, the masterpiece is on exhibition until February 1, after which it will continue its tour to San Francisco and then Fort Worth.
In person it was difficult to look away from Lady Agnew’s hypnotic gaze. Her relaxed posture and slightly mischievous expression hint at an intriguing personality, and I felt an instant connection the moment our eyes met – like we were both in on a little secret. Actually, the painting reminds me of the Mona Lisa, with that expression that could mean a million things.
Summer is unquestionably my favorite season. Although I could do without the 90+ degree days, there is something almost magical about this time of year. Everyone seems freer, more adventurous, and there seems to be so much more to discover.
During the fall and winter, all I want to do is get home as soon as possible after work. But now, it feels like the list of things to do and places to go is endless. And of course, there are always the usual suspects: picnics in Central Park, movies under the stars, trips to the beach.
One thing that has quickly become a summer ritual for me is Smorgasburg, the artisanal food market in Williamsburg and DUMBO.