So here we are in the Big Apple...our old hood ParkSlope. It's cold and drizzly and the cab driver took us to Brooklyn through Queens and convinced Abe that he was ripping us off. So instead of coming to Park Slope we visited Abe's mom at her nursing home in Jackson Heights, Queens. After the visit we took the F train to Pam and Ira's in Park Slope where we have the good fortune of staying whenever we visit. So since 5:30a.m. we've traveled by car, plane, subway and taxi. Our visits to NY always involve being subjected to NY.
This evening Pam and Ira got us tkts to EAT, DRINK, and be LITERARY at BAM. It was terrific. Good food, wine and intelligent reading and discussion and Q&A with Jennifer Egan.
Tomorrow Pam and I do gym, the Angelika and Dos Caminos. My favorite part of visiting is my time spent with Pam, doing our old girly stuff.
More to come from the Big Apple.
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