Friday's steady sheeting of rain, thanks to TS Andrea, left me pretty much housebound (anyone who didn't have to go out in that mess,
didn't.) So by around 3pm I may possibly have been going a bit stir-crazy.
Thankfully, Saturday morning dawned clear and bright, and I hauled myself down to meet up with the usual local suspects at the Inwood farmer's market.
(Abbymonster is reaching for teen years, she's legally bound not to smile for photos)This week's market haul: another loaf of that dutch apple sourdough, butter lettuce, baby spinach, and mmmmm sorrel. I love finding sorrel at the market, because it adds an amazing snap to salad. I was sorely tempted by the strawberries - farm market strawberries aren't picture-pretty, but they smell/taste
amazing) but I figured there was no way I'd eat them all before they went overripe, and freezing them ruins the moment, somehow.
And then I was good and hauled home (rather than lazing about in the park, as the sun was tempting me to do) and got back to work. Or, well, an attack-nap and rewatching season 1 of Supernatural, and some solid work into the evening.
Sunday I'd like to say I spent all day working but that... would be a lie. I did spend several hours early in the morning working, and then I hied myself off with a friend to see MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING (the Joss Whedon Iteration).
What follows is my own personal review, of which the shortest version is : Much Ado: Practically Perfect.
( Want more? )
I then took a break to wander the Lincoln Center Crafts Fair before meeting with my folks for a lecture by Barry Lewis at the New York Historical Society. The title was nominally Greenwich Village in the 1930's, but it..expanded. Barry may say he's not a social historian, but there's no way to discuss architecture without society, and this lecture covered a lot more ground than expected (leading into a discussion of the Village (and all of NYC) of the 50's and 60's as well). It also raised some issues that probably need their own post...
And now I am home, refreshed and exhausted, and my desk summons me once again. By Wednesday I will either have All The Deadlines under control, or... I won't.
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