Magically Blonde

Today is our (P +I) 4th anniversary. To have some idea how crazy this ride has been, you have to know something about how we decided to go “steady” in the first place.

First, Kill Bill, Vol. 1 opened, which we saw in Brooklyn Heights that night. Second, we had Italian food. Third, we somehow went into the city to a bar in the Union Square area. Defenses down, I believe that we were on a bus headed downtown where it happened.

Fast forward four years, and we’re half an hour early for the musical Wicked, which P- has been bugging me to get tickets for, and I finally got her for her birthday this year. A few obstacles came up threatening our attendence. I re-injured my ankle – the same one that I messed up in Toronto – last weekend, and I’m still limping around. P- has been recovering from one of those change of weather sniffles, as well as taking time out to review movies at the New York Film Festival. To top it all off, a Broadway strike/lockout threatened to prevent the show from going on.

Well, the show did go on, and it was magnificent.  As you may know, Wicked is the back story of the Wizard of Oz from the point of view of Elphaba, otherwise known as the Wicked Witch of the West (not easy being green), and her best friend from school, Glenda the Good Witch of the North, who is portrayed as a magical Elle Woods (Legally Blonde). We won’t get into spoilers, but so many questions of the characters’ origins are answered. The songs are well crafted, somehow managing to get exposition out of every verse.  At the close, it seems that the cast truly enjoys each other. If there were strife backstage and in the boardrooms, it sure didn’t show in the front of the house and in the capacity audience. Recommended.

Afterwards, we went to Ellen’s Stardust Diner down the street. They have singing wait staff whose range goes from opera to Kelly Clarkson. I had chicken soup and a philly cheese steak sandwich, while P- had a turkey burger and an orange shake. Not bad. We ended up closing out the place. A little pricey, but Recommended – these people have to support their acting habit.

The countdown begins … T-1 year to the big day. We’re checking out the church on Sunday.

A Few Days In Review

Last Friday – lunch at Alfanoose with the Asian/APA alumni group – a downtown Middle Eastern cuisine spot. Attractive restaurant and delicious falafel.

This past weekend – Columbus Day Weekend – the siblings and I did Open House New York! Checked out the no-so-known sites of the city:
Saturday:

Villard Houses/ Municipal Art Society‘s exhibit on Jane Jacobs and the Future of NY.

Governors Island – especially done because we had missed it on the Labor Day weekend. Amazing site.

Sunday:

Chrysler Building lobby – with the lovely Art Deco look and the unique elevator doors.

Rockefeller Center Rooftop Garden – worth the wait on the line – seeing the little flowers, the reflecting pool, and a sight of St. Patrick’s Cathedral and the Polish Day Parade.

Technically, we missed the OHNY time, but still took a look at these sites, since they were close together:

–> 246 E 58th St., at Second Avenue in Manhattan – unique for being the last NYC townhouse built by modernist Paul Rudolph, with interesting play on verticals and horizontals.

–> Since it was nearby, we took the Roosevelt Island tram, checked out the Roosevelt Island Historical Society Kiosk, and walked around a bit on Roosevelt Island.

Columbus Day Monday – tutti frutti waffle in chocolate sauce, at Max Brenner, Chocolate by the Bald Man, at its 2nd Ave/9th Street location. This spot isn’t nearly as over the top as the 14th St/Broadway location, but it’s all okay!

Finished reading In the Shadow of the Law, by Kermit Roosevelt, a look at a fictitious white shoe Washington DC corporate law firm. At times laugh out loud funny (particularly the parts where some of the younger associates manage to make fools of themselves; ah, silly associates!) and at times bittersweet (you can awfully sorry about how the partners realize their lives become so meaningless or how the managing partner seemingly has no problem about accepting artificial values), it makes the practice of law a dilemma. Why are we lawyers; what are we doing with ourselves? The ending is ambiguous, which makes it hard to give a rave review for me, but I really liked it. Very good read.

Umm, I could feel sorry for the Yankees’ losing, but it didn’t quite come about as a surprise. Anyway, the Yankee fans can join us Met fans in mourning; nothing makes things better than misery loving company.

Tonight – dinner at the Soda Shop. Major thumbs up!

To be thirty-something

Our friend YKC (not to be confused with YC) celebrated her third day of her 30th birthday at Tortilla Flats on Monday night, this after the aforementioned two previous days of birthday eating. There’s not much difference between being 29 and 30 in my experience, except that you’ve finally been around long enough to develop nostalgia.

There’s plenty of that at Tortilla Flats, where among the Hawaii Elvis, mariachi record covers, and Our Lady of Guadalupe portraits, is the shrine to the dean of character actors, Ernest Borgnine. Most 30somethings know him as the curmudgeonly helicopter pilot in the TV show Airwolf, but he’s been in such classics as From Here to Eternity, McHale’s Navy, the Dirty Dozen, and modern roles in Gattaca and SpongeBob SquarePants. There is also a reserved booth for him in the back, which he apparently actually uses when he is in town (one of the multitude of house rules on the menu is that all customers must yield the Booth to Mr. Borgnine if he shows up). I had the namesake dish, which was basically tacos al pastor, and P had the mole. I though my dish was excellent, and the frozen drinks were great.

The locale was picked primarily because it was “formation” bingo night, which is like traditional bingo, but you have to make the designated letter shape rather than a straight line. P messed up and didn’t exactly have the right formation when calling bingo, garnering our group a disqualification. The second game the party behind us had their own disqualification, mostly because the notable guests of honor weren’t paying attention to the rules.

Point the camera behind you! Look out!

A fun time was had by all – usually we’re the one that’s describing something that happened in the news, but this time around, the news wire describes something that we were at. How cool is that! P wants to also mention that a certain ex-boy band member that knows what “Chicken of the Sea” is joined the party when we were leaving. Not that we were trying to oogle or anything…just giving the usual facade of normal indifference only City natives can give and that celebs throughout the world flock to NYC for.

Recommended – the Ernie vibe by itself is sufficient, but it really helps that the food is good, and their drinks are great. And you never know which Navy man, NASCAR driver, or guy named Nick you might run into…