A tragedy has occurred! Himself has
the Man Flu! Actually, he does have a really nasty cold the poor dear, and
American cold drugs don’t seem to cut it.
The first lot we bought (which he took during Jersey ‘Girls’ - as he
likes to call it) almost put him to sleep but didn’t do much else to dry it up. So we tried a different brand yesterday which
weren’t strong enough. We’re still
looking for the Goldilocks version (just right) but not sure if we’re game to
try any others.
But enough about Himself. IT SNOWED YESTERDAY!!!!!! So excitement!! It was on the weather report that it would
but I wasn’t going to get my hopes up.
It was certainly cold enough though.
We had decided to go to The Metropolitan Museum due to the weather, so
after a solid breakfast (French toast for me, scrambled eggs and potato pancake
for him) from a tried and tested diner we caught the subway down. Several blocks across we came to the
museum. It is HUGE!! Wow!! We walked
past and up to The Guggenheim which is a modern art museum to admire it from
the outside as it’s architecturally very cool, then back to The Met (totes into
the local lingo me). It’s also unbelievably
big on the inside, so much to see. The
Egyptian section was one of my favourites.
Seeing granite statues that were 3,500 years old blew my mind. Buy granite bench tops* peeps – they’re
forever…
I also loved the Tiffany stained
glass section, so beautiful! There was this huge autumn scene window insert which
was amazing. Bought myself some fridge magnets of the same ;-) Lots of other stuff to see, there were lots
of religious paintings (Jebus is a very popular subject) and a couple of fairly
risqué paintings – a. angel/cherub giving a woman a golden shower and b. a
woman expressing breast milk for a man sitting beside her - What the‽‽ With the Jesus pictures
they were all of him sad and stuff.
Shame, the should paint more of him hanging out with his homies instead
of languishing looking sad bleeding… it gets you down after a while…
By the time we got to the Greek and
Roman section it had started snowing outside and I was finding it very
distracting J pressing
my nose against all the windows and ignoring the ‘stuff’ inside - so Himself
suggested it was time to finish up and go outside for a frolic. So we walked (I skipped) to Central Park –
that’s right peeps!! It doesn’t get any more awesomely awesome than that! Lots of photos of course. Hooray!!
I tried the ‘catch a flake on the tongue’ and the ‘crunch fresh snow
under boots’. There was not really
enough for balls or men but I was happy.
So once we finished gamboling it was time for lunch.
As an aside, on the way to Central
Park, some twenty-somethings walking behind us were chatting. He said “Yeah, she was Australian, she had an
Australian accent and everything!!” to which I turned around and responded “Yep,
that is crazy; an Australian with an Australian accent”. They all cracked up, and he was like, “how
about that timing…”
So we went and found a Mexican place
we’d seen the night before and had lunch there.
A couple of huge margaritas (on holidays! Cocktails for lunch! Huzzah!!)
and Himself had quesadillas and I had enchiladas. Both good.
Mine had a huge side of rice, refried beans and a salad. They weren’t much for chopping – the one
piece of cucumber was a centimetre thick…
Then home (via a golf shop) for a
hard core nanna nap. Himself was really
going downhill and we were worried about making dinner – which was another much
anticipated restaurant. Maialino at the
Gramercy Hotel – check out the hotel if you have time (online, I mean) it’s
amazing. And dinner was also fantastic –
although we were both still struggling from our various ailments. It was the meal with the most hits. Every course delicious (although I still
think the Gramercy Tavern was more beautiful to be in and all their take-aways,
well…). Himself had a suckling pig pasta
to start and I went with fried artichokes with anchovy dipping sauce. For antipasti mine was still too big – damn American
serving sizes! The sauce was not particularly fishy and very yum. Although I think Himself had the winning
dish with his starter. For our entrée (main)
I had Sea Bass and Himself enjoyed Mackerel, both delish again. We forwent dessert due to our poorly state
and couldn’t even finish our bottle of wine!! Sacre Bleu!! Happily “Would you
like that wine to go?” so we did, and we’ll enjoy it tomorrow afternoon with
the cheese from the night before… Huzzah!!
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