It's not you, it's me.  Sorry I haven't been around much -- my work schedule kicked my ass last week.  I'll be back more, I promise.

Had a good weekend, though:  B. and I went for an anniversary dinner (three years and counting!) at 718, one of our favorite places and our designated special-occasion restaurant.  Saturday was rainy, but instead of coccooning, we went to the American Folk Art Museum for the first time.  It's a small museum, but a really good one, with a well-selected, eclectic permanent collection.  I particularly liked the bird decoys, the great weathervane collection, and this intriguing exhibition of whitework, which had some amazingly detailed two-hundred-year-old quilts with stitching so tiny it made my eyes ache to contemplate the women who sewed them.

We then headed a block away to the Museum of Television and Radio (whose website has dramatically improved, yet still doesn't feature a list of the featured daily screenings -- get on that, will you?), where we watched the first hour of MTV.  (Everyone knows that the first video played on MTV was the Buggles' "Video Killed The Radio Star" (featuring Trevor Horn!), but do you know the second?  "You Better Run", by Pat Benatar.)

Then we had a mediocre dinner at Joe's Shanghai; usually I think of their Midtown branch as the only decent Chinese food north of 14th Street, but this was oleaginous brown glop with little flavor.  We took our leftovers home, hoping to doctor them with fresh veggies and hot sauce, but we were strolling through the rain on the way to the subway when we encountered a homeless man.  He was curled into a ball and rocking back and forth on the corner of Fifth and 57th, abjectly half-pleading, half-crying: "Please help me.  I'm so hungry.  I need something to eat.  I'm very hungry."  I knelt down and gave him the food we were carrying, and without missing a beat, he said (in the same piteous tone) "I don't eat Chinese", then continued his palilalia.

So we retrieved the food and headed on home to an Arrested Development marathon.

Yesterday, we got together with Pyrimyd and went to Golden Unicorn for some tasty dim sum (B.'s first!)  After stuffing our faces (and getting a cone at Chinatown Ice Cream Factory -- gotta love it when the "regular" flavors are lychee, mango, durian and the like, and vanilla, chocolate, and strawberry are relegated to the "exotics" section) we did some browsing at Kam Man and Pearl River Mart, then staggered home.

Comments

[tizzie]

Happy Anniversary, lovebirds!

[czeltic girl]

Congrats, Vidiot & B! Here's to many many more.