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So looking forward to sharing with you some tales from SE Asia…stay tuned!
A New York City icon in the heart of the Upper West Side,
one of the most beautiful art deco residences in all of Manhattan.
A prewar classic, the Eldorado overlooks Central Park
and the famous Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis Reservoir
and occupies a full city block.
The towers house one apartment per floor
and I’ve read that Marilyn Monroe, Faye Dunaway and Groucho Marx were previous occupants.
If you’re in the market to spend 8 or 10 million…read more here!
“No one is born hating another person because of the color of his skin,
or his background, or his religion.
People must learn to hate,
and if they can learn to hate, they can be taught to love,
for love comes more naturally to the human heart than its opposite.”
Oh my, where do I start?
Yep, the mastermind of Joe Scaravella. He employs grandmas to cook in his kitchen.
The grandmas come from various regions of Italy, bringing with them the traditions of their own family from their own towns in Italy. All of them share the passion of cooking traditional local dishes, all handed down from mother to daughter, generation after generation. This isn’t a restaurant advertising “like nonna used to make…” In this restaurant…nonna is making it!
The menu changes daily depending on which grandma is in charge of the kitchen. Everything is made fresh, all from scratch. Yes, just like grandma used to make. But, like any good food…it takes a while, but their Italian wine menu will certainly keep you entertained along with their homemade focaccia. Oh, yes…and their music…the Beatles and perhaps a little Led Zeppelin to start.
Rosa was the grandma in charge of my dinner and what a treasure she was! A grandmother to seven grandchildren, she moved from Italy to the U.S. in 1956 sharing her love of cooking gnocchi, tortellini, and many other dishes to the delight of her family and now many satisfied Enoteca Maria customers.
Waddle back to the ferry and take in the nighttime views of New York City. A perfect outing from Manhattan.
The Staten Island September 11 Memorial had been on my list for a while, especially after reading about it in Robin Lynn and Francis Morrone’s Guide to New York City Urban Landscapes. (By the way…an excellent resource for not to be missed public places in New York City.) It’s certainly understandable why Staten Island needed their own memorial…270 people from Staten Island were killed on that day, with many not receiving their loved one’s remains. So not only is this a memorial, but a cemetery as well.
Just a brief walk from St. George’s ferry station you’ll begin to see two thin white structures pointed towards Manhattan. Perhaps outstretched wings…or perhaps two postcards being sent to their loved ones according to Masayuki Sono’s (sculptor) vision. His idea was to portray two postcards, or envelopes, or letters…being sent to lost loved ones. Also as part of Sono’s design was incorporating a 9×11 granite plaque that bears the name, birth date, place of work as well as a profile in silhouette of each individual being honored.
Almost a feeling of intrusion…
There was so much that had such a profound impact on me, but those silhouettes... All those faces looking out over the harbor towards lower Manhattan. Every once in a while when the sun would come out from under the clouds, their shadows would slowly appear…as if they were coming to life.
a must to visit.
Now if you’re willing to stay just a touch longer before you head for the ferry…
well…do I have a restaurant for you.
You may recall my visit to Queens recently to take in the incredible art at 5Pointz. Well the day finally came…yesterday morning the residents of the area, as well as all the commuters passing by on the subway, witnessed the result of an overnight whitewashed paint job of the entire complex. According to one article, the owner of the building felt it would be easier to have the work dismantled all at one time versus being tortured over and over once the wrecking ball showed up to begin the construction of another high-rise.
Well it’s understandable there’s a variety of feelings and emotions here…but so happy to have the opportunity to see it up close and personal before its death.
Not only to have captured the artwork with my Nikon D7000 as shown here…
but to have captured some of those moments
with my SX-70 Polaroid camera using PX-70 Impossible film…
and of course…yours truly.
Thanks to my friend at the Impossible Project for taking this photo!
It had been a while since I hopped on the Staten Island Ferry and headed to…well…Staten Island. The ferry service is free, very timely and just a 25 minute ride from the Whitehall Terminal in the Battery Park area of lower Manhattan. And if you’ve done this before and remember how horrible the St. George Ferry Terminal on Staten Island was…well things have changed. Transformed from a drab, smelly, dirty environment to a clean, bright, open area with huge windows and high ceilings. There’s even a touch of zen with two 8-foot tall, 1,600 gallon salt water fish tanks. Also included is a “living” roof to support vegetation of local flora and a run-off storm water system used to irrigate the soil. Clever.
There’s the option of just getting off, taking a look around and then heading back to Manhattan as the ferry runs around the clock, every day of the year. (Usually the ferry runs every fifteen minutes during rush hour and every half hour or hour during nights and weekends.) Take it late in the evening around sunset and you’ll have some of the most incredible night time views of Manhattan that you’ve ever seen.
Now, if you have time and want to stay a bit,
take a short walk and visit the Staten Island September 11 Memorial.
Now that deserves its own post.
Doesn’t matter how many times I see it…
or how many times I walk across it…
I ♥ the Brooklyn Bridge!