Or…what you knew and then forgot and then remembered!

A friend told me Lincoln Center Theatre has a membership program that offers  discounted tickets to  their productions. Now some of you might know that, not me.  She said that not  only are tickets heavily discounted, but you learn about new productions coming up with  tickets available before the general  public.  Lincoln Center Theater

Wow, that is  for me.  I checked out the site and found that the membership was closed.  Bummer!   But, good news, there’s a waiting list. I put myself on it and then forgot about LCT until a few weeks ago  when I received an email inviting me to join. Then, of course, I remembered!   Immediately I entered all my info and Voilà I was in!

So go ahead and  put yourself on the waiting list – cause right now membership is  closed again.    It took me a few months to receive that all important email, but it came.  Membership is $50 plus small fee.  As soon as I joined, I checked what was on and immediately bought a ticket to OSLO, center orchestra, for the great price of $57.00 (with fees)

My $57  seat  sells for around $147- if you can even get one! OSLO is based on  the 1993  Oslo Peace Accords between the Israelis and  the Palestinians. It was originally at the Mitzi Newhouse Theater at Lincoln Center  to sold out audiences before moving upstairs to the larger venue, the Vivian  Beaumont Theater.

Vivian Beaumont, Mitzi Newhouse,Clare Tow Theaters at Lincoln Center by the Reflecting Pool.

Here’s the link, check it out.   See, it’s good to know what you don’t know, unless of course, you knew and maybe forgot or maybe you’ve been a member for years!   Who knew?

Love this City!

IMPORTANT TO KNOW:  MY FAIR LADY opening Spring  2018 so plenty of time for a membership and early tickets!
GOOD TO KNOW: From LCT OSLO website: OSLO –  How did the 1993 Middle East peace talks come to be held secretly in a castle in the middle of a forest outside Oslo?
INTERESTING TO KNOW:  Not only is the membership available for Lincoln Center Theater productions at Lincoln Center but also for any performances outside of Lincoln Center that have been produced by LCT.
DIRECTIONS:   Enter the Vivian Beaumont, ( Mitzi E. Newhouse and Claire Tow Theaters, housed in the same bldg)  via the street-level entrance on 65th Street (between Broadway and Amsterdam), or at the Lincoln Center plaza level (near the reflecting pool).
WHERE TO EAT:  Too many choices, so little time.
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Here I Am!

Or …as Jefferson sings in the musical Hamilton when he returns to America in the second act, “What’d I miss?”

 I don’t think I missed much even with all the chaos and craziness these days.  And I’m not just talking politics here. What about those Oscars?    Well, on second thought, I did miss Bonnie and Clyde cause I went to bed right before the end thinking, La La Land is a shoo-in.  I woke up the next morning and heard the news and the mixing of the envelopes and said a few choice words.  None of which I will repeat here.

Now the point of this short post is not to go on about what I missed or didn’t miss,  but to let you know I’m back and hope you will continue to read about my NYC adventures. New post is coming shortly.

Thank you for following kaysnycways and please  keep your comments coming.  I love reading them and always welcome your feedback.


No Age Discrimination Here!

Or….to march or not to march ..that is the question!

First of all I couldn’t decide if I should or even could  walk and secondly, I couldn’t  decide if I should write about it on my post…then I decided. Yes, I would march and yes, I would write about it to all of you.    But let me say first, this is not a political statement, it is just about the time I had walking thru midtown surrounded and packed in by women, men and children of all ages and description. Here’s my story about joining the Women’s March on Saturday.

I started out from my apt at 1:00.  I planned to take a city  bus  to as close to the starting point as possible.   I sat on the bench patiently waiting with my pink plaid hat on my  head. Others joined me, including a man who wasn’t marching just needed the bus to get him downtown.   He didn’t know about the March and wanted to know what  it was all about. After I told him he asked,  “Do you think these demonstrations do any good?”  “I do.” I said. ” Give me an example of one that worked?” inquisitive guy bluntly asked.   ” Well,  I will  speak to one of  the marches that I’ve been in.” I told him  how we were able to help  stop the nuclear power plant from being built at Shoreham LI without any workable escape routes, many years ago.”  “Really” he said, wide-eyed.  ” Keep up the good work.”   It  was about then that  we all realized the bus wasn’t coming so quickly… so we started to walk. I bid my cheerleader  goodbye and was off.

Now, as you probably know, midtown Manhattan is a series of rectangles.  The March started on 2nd Avenue  at 47th down to  42nd Street  and then over to Fifth and north to 55th, very direct easy route.

However, by the time I reached 48th  Street the crowds were so dense, I couldn’t move. I said to myself, “Self, this isn’t working.” I’m going to head over to Fifth and join the march there.  I made a hard  right turn and walked with families with strollers, people in wheelchairs,on  bikes,on  scooters winding our way across town to meet up with our fellow marchers.

After about an hour of very slow movement,  I was trapped  between Madison and Fifth. Slowly and I mean slowly we moved.  I’m not a tall person, in fact I’m short, so often in crowds I have trouble seeing what’s ahead.  At one point, I was chewing on disgusting  fur on the back of a  tall woman’s hoodie. Yuck. OK, time to take control. I moved away from  whatever that smelly fur was  and slid between people to get to my target area. After about another 30 minutes, I made it.   I was walking up Fifth with all the  signs, horns, clapping, yelling, periodically loud yelling, and surrounded by the masses.   Exciting

It was about on 53rd Street and around 3:30 that I decided it might be time for me to head home. I knew it would take me at least an hour to walk back.

I don’t know if you’ve ever been in a  march but it  can get very tight especially  when barricades are up like in the City to control the crowds.  To  get out I had to wait until we got to an intersection that was open.  Then I had to think of the best plan  to get out of the throngs to the open sidewalk on the other side of 5th.  Hmmmm, I thought and then I knew.

And without any shame,  I used my very  advanced age as a ticket to get out of the crush by saying, “Excuse, please, elderly crossing.” “Excuse, please, elderly crossing.”  And the people parted…..with big smiles opening a  path for me to cross the absolutely packed avenue.      “Thank you, thank you,” I yelled and waved.  Now that’s power, I thought!

I  came home very satisfied that I made my stand with women, men and children across America  and across the world  for equality and respect for everyone. I poured a glass of wine, took off my shoes, plopped down on the couch and as I  turned on the TV I said, “Thanks knees you did great!”


Eleanor Roosevelt said, “You must do the things you think you cannot do”

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My new header…If I can figure out how to change the one above! Coming soon!

Or… Feet a good theme for a family holiday  grab bag, I ask?

Or should it be, music, or books, or recipes, or “things that go bump in the night”, or handmade cards, or puzzles, or family photos, or signs of the Zodiac, or white elephants, or recipes, or “freebees” from somewhere, or magnets, or  socks?

Our family has done all of the above and more.  It started about 20 years ago when we thought,(I have 5 siblings with kids)   there are now over 50 people in our family,  let’s do a grab bag with a theme to make it more interesting.  A tradition begins!

Now, for some reason, I have become the designated “Oliver” Holiday Grab Bag Coordinator.  My responsibilites?  Get input from my brothers and sisters on a theme, write a very clever poem about the theme (at least I think so), figure out who gives to who, and lastly be sure addresses are correct. And then send it all out to the Oliver group.   A very big job!   Tradition!

I would like to say that we get 100% participation, but not so.  We average about 75%, but like in the Godfather, “just when you think you are out, they pull you back in again.”   Meaning once you hit the age of 18, you are in and there is never any “out”!  Tradition!

I used the name “Oliver”  before, let me explain.   Many, and I mean, many years ago, my then  very young brother and sister were arguing over a something or other, and one was saying, “It’s mine”  The other, “No, it’s all of ours” which through the heat of the argument became it’s “allivers”, one word.  I remember my mother and I looking at each other and saying, hysterical laughing, “Who’s Oliver?”   Hence, our designated famiy name, “The Olivers”    Tradition!

So here we are very close to Thanksgiving, and I just sent out this year’s Holiday Grab Bag to the Oliver’s.   Reflecting over the years, it’s not about getting a gift (our limit by the way is $15.00) it’s about family.  We live all up and down the east coast – and we try to get together for a family reunion every once in a while.   We did manage it this year thanks to my  nephew and wife’s cabin and grounds in upstate New York.

But until the next in person Oliver  reunion, this tradition keeps us close!  I wish everyone a great and safe Thanksgiving with family and friends.   Tradition!


Here's the  poem for this year - can you guess the theme before the end?

“Here’s a very simple thing if you happen to get dirty

It can make you feel so clean and can make you smell so perty

It comes in all sizes, shapes and va-ri-e- ties  

Most often used in our so-called so- ci -e- ties

Now some like a pump and some  hold it in their hand

Choices are  everywhere  across  our ” franchised” land

Ernie and his Ducky are two of its supporters

As they take their daily bath in Sesame headquarters

By now, I think you’ve got it, at least that’s what we hope 

You’re right, you guessed… the theme is…. that ever-lovin’ soap!






Or….what at least two other  people were doing when I stopped for a bottle of wine to drink while watching our presidential candidates at their last debacle, whoops, debate.

Well, as one woman laughingly  asked me, as I picked up a bottle of red and went back for a bottle of white,  “What are you doing  getting ready to watch the debate, like me?”  We bothed laughed, and I said, “Maybe I should pick up a bottle of bourbon too.”   And a man near us said, “That’s what I’m buying.”

Enjoy!   It will all be over in a few weeks and we can go back to binge watching our favorite shows.


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Let The Lions Roar!

or… as Patience  and  Fortitude say  “Come on in!” to the Main Branch of the New York Public Library!
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Patience and Fortitude in front  of New York Public Library  (photo: The consortium/flickr C)
 And see the newly renovated Rose Main  Reading Room
Rose Main Reading Room
Rose Main Reading Room.  After being closed for two years for renovation is now open to the public.
“Getting to Know You, Getting to Know All About You!”

There is so much to say about this Main Branch of the New York Public Library on 42nd Street and Fifth Avenue, I couldn’t figure out where to begin.  And, these days, it’s not all about books! So my first suggestion is go to the NYPL website  and spend some time reading about everything this  Main Branch has to offer. Then, when you’re done, look up the other branches and other major facilities (see in Kay’s Notes)  and do the same thing.  I was amazed, I think you will be too. I’ve described below several sections of the Library, but, and a big but, there is so much that I haven’t touched upon.

93,000 free programs a year across its 92 locations, from author talks and performances to exhibitions. Meet your favorite author, hear a live concert, or find something new at the Library.”

” Good News!”

There’s a  “train” inside the Main  Library that delivers materials  in less than 5 minutes! “The cars pick up requested  materials from the newly-expanded Milstein Research Stacks   (underground under Bryant Park)  – which now have two levels that can hold up to 4 million research volumes – and deliver the materials to library staff in two locations: one on the first floor and the other in the Rose Main Reading Room. Staff then provide the materials to researchers for use in the library.”

“Do You Know the Way to San Jose?”

Check out The Map Room, established in 1898,  is according, to the NYPL, one of the world’s premier map collections in terms of size, scope,and  unique holdings…established in 1898 with more than 433,000 sheet maps. And the room itself is simply beautiful.

Lionel Pincus and Princess Firyal Map Division
“Strawberry Fields Forever”
Child’s Menu from 1907

Calling all foodies!  This main branch has over 45,000 menus dating from the  1840’s to the present.  They are also looking for volunteers to help with a major project for the collection to transcribe their historical restaurant menus so, as they put it, they can be more easily researched.  I haven’t done it yet, but it’s on my list. .   Go to Menus on the site – full details are there.

NYPL Lion SocksSpeaking of food…Amy’s Bread Cafe  has a location on the first floor  and don’t forget a stop at the Library Store  also on the first floor.   Lots of interesting things including these “lion” socks!

“The Best Things in Life are Free!”

Take the time to take the tour! Available everyday – check the website for times.  The Beau-Arts building itself is stunning and what it holds is beyond awesome.  Remember, the Library is free and in a city like New York costly  things are happening all the time, so knowing that there is a wonderful haven out there, to relax, to read, to learn, to be entertained and more and at no cost is, indeed, a New York treasure !

“I’ll See You Again”

Before I close, a post on nright-precous-daysthe New York Public Library wouldn’t be complete if I didn’t mention at least one book that I borrowed and  a note on what kind of wine I was drinking…rose’.  The lines below open the latest novel By Jay McInerney, Bright, Precious Days and took me by surprise.  Why?  Because I was in the midst of writing  this post, I  just had to figure out where to put it.  I decided to add it at the end.    So here it is…

“Once, not so very long ago, young men and women had come to the city because they loved books,  because they wanted to write novels or short stories or even poems, or because they wanted to be associated with the production  and distribution of those artifacts and with the people who created them. For those who haunted suburban libraries and provincial bookstores, Manhattan was the shining island of letters. “

And so it was and still is, as is the wonderful New York Public Library’s Main Branch  and the NYPL system itself.  If you haven’t been to one of these libraries lately or especially to the Main Branch, go and go again and keep going!

“To the Library and Beyond”
Psst… The Music Division  is at the Performing Arts Library at Lincoln Center. Check it out !  Songs I use in this post  are in Kay’s Notes.
“The division has made the documentation of American classical and popular music a major priority. Collection efforts bring to the division a copy of almost every piece of classical and popular music published in the United States each year.”
Enjoy!  Love this City!


Important to know: Stephen A. Schwarzman Building (the main branch) “Dedicated on May 23, 1911, the majestic Stephen A. Schwarzman Building, at Fifth Avenue and 42nd Street, houses outstanding research collections in the humanities and social sciences, as well as a circulating children’s collection; and plays host to numerous talks and special events. Standing proudly before this Beaux-Arts building are “New York’s most lovable public sculptures, the lions Patience and Fortitude.”

 The New York Public Library System’s other three major locations.

(The) Library’s strength in three areas in particular is so great that major facilities have been built to house them: The New York Public Library for the Performing Arts (LPA), at Lincoln Center; the Schomburg Center for Research in Black Culture, in Harlem; and theScience, Industry and Business Library (SIBL), in midtown Manhattan.

Interesting to know:  Pew Research :

Americans are {also} divided on a fundamental question about how books should be treated at libraries: 24% support the idea of moving books and stacks in order to make way for more community- and tech-oriented spaces, while 31% say libraries should not move the books to create such spaces. About four-in-ten think libraries should maybe consider doing so.  Plus further from Pew Research: 80% of those ages 16 and older say libraries should “definitely” offer programs to teach people, including kids and senior citizens, how to use digital tools like computers and smartphones.  September, 2016

Good to know:  Author,Bright,Precious Days”   Besides his great  novels  on NYC, he is also a wine aficionado and has written several books on the subject along with a column in the Wall Street Journal.

Where to eat:  Amy’s on the first floor for light food, sandwiches, plus the surrounding area is packed with restaurants.

Restrooms: On the first floor.

Kid Friendly: Not in all parts, but definitely in the Children’s Room on the first floor.

How to get there: Bus, subway, walking are the best. Parking difficult and expensive.  Easy location on Fifth Avenue and 42nd Street.  Can’t miss it!

Music acknowledgments: “Getting to Know You” from  The King and I;” To the Library and Beyond” from Matilda, the musical; “Do You Know the Way to San Jose” by Burt Bacharach; “Strawberry Fields Forever” by The Beatles; “The Best Things in Life are Free” by Ray Henderson; “Good News” by Ray Henderson; “I’ll See You Again” by Sir Noel Coward

Credits: The NYPL’s website  was the source for the information about the libraries  on this page and all   photographs.

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Sept 22 at 10:41 am… it became official!

 I T ‘S  A U T U M N!



Autumn in New York, why does it seem so inviting?
Autumn in New York, it spells the thrill of first nighting
Glittering crowds and shimmering clouds in canyons of steel
They’re making me feel, I’m home.

“Autumn in New York” is a jazz standard composed by Vernon Duke in 1934 for the Broadway musical Thumbs Up! which opened on December 27, 1934, performed by J. Harold Murray. Many versions of the song have been recorded over the years by numerous musicians and singers.(

KAY’ NOTES:    Love this City! Especially in the fall, enjoy!

Photo courtesy of Timeout NY//Chris Ford

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Sometimes…it just hits home!

Or who, or what, besides a  baseball player, can score a  home run?

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“All the news that’s fit to print”…did it for me!

I’m an avid fan of the NY Times for a lot of reasons and one is because every once in a while the paper has a good news article or op-ed or editorial that just hits me  with an “aha” moment.  Recently, it  published an op-ed column,“Retire to Manhattan, Live Long“.  Aha, aha, aha! For me, that was more than a base hit that was an over the wall, with the bases loaded, home run! It’s  going to be my new bumper sticker, “Retire in Manhattan, Live Long”, if I had a car that is, which I don’t, so instead I’ll print it out and hang it on the wall  in my apartment.

Reading the column made me stand up… literally!  And say, “Thank you, Willard!”  One of my friends, who doesn’t live here,  recently said to me,  he didn’t think the City had a sense of community. “It sure does,” I said. I  told him about my neighborhood, but Willard Spiegelman, who wrote the 0p-ed, said it the best.

“Conventional wisdom holds that New Yorkers, like Parisians, are snooty, too busy to be approachable. Walking with speed and determination, they cannot be stopped. I have never found the stereotypes accurate. Manhattan is a series of small villages. It replicates itself every five blocks or so. The shoemaker, neighborhood market, barber shop, dry cleaners, liquor store all become part of one’s daily drill. You make friends in the shops.”

Now, as you know, if you read my blog even  once in a while, I’m crazy about this city and everything it offers.  For many years, I’ve wanted to live here and always knew it would be a great place to retire.  This article just adds to why. (even though as Spiegelman says..”If one can afford it (a big if).”  True, but there are so many freebies almost everyday and experiences  that only cost the wear and tear on one’s feet (and knees), that simply enriches one’s life, I believe, at least for me.

As autumn arrives and baseball fans  battle, you might want to read Spiegelman’s column in-between cheering for your favorite team.   As I said, at the beginning, sometimes…something… just hits home!

“Chance encounters brighten the day. They’re like little love affairs without consequences. They keep you alert. This is what any senior citizen needs. To paraphrase Samuel Johnson, when a man is tired of Manhattan, he is tired of life.”

Love this City and Spiegelman for writing the column…bases loaded, out of the park, home run!


Important to know and good to know:

This  good news op-ed was written by Willard Spiegelman who has a new book, “Senior Moments: Looking back, Looking ahead”, the column, and the above quotes are excerpts from that book. He currently lives in Dallas, but according to his column moving to NYC full-time next year.

(Spiegelman’s column site below – apologies – unable to make it smaller font – no matter what I did without losing the link)

 Condensed reviews and comments on Professor Spiegelman and “Senior Moments”.
 Dr. Willard Spiegelman is  a Distinguished Professor of English at Southern Methodist University in Dallas, Texas.  He is a regular contributor to the “Leisure & Arts” page of The Wall Street Journal, and since 1984 he has been the editor-in chief of The Southwest Review, the country’s fourth-oldest, continuously published literary quarterly. (SMU)
 On the book:
“Drawing on more than six decades’ worth of lessons from his storied career as a writer and professor, Willard Spiegelman reflects with candid humor and sophistication on growing old.” Senior Moments” is a series of discrete essays that, when taken together, constitute the life of a man who, despite Western cultural notions of aging as something to be denied, overcome, and resisted, has continued to relish the simplest of pleasures: reading, looking at art, talking, and indulging in occasional fits of nostalgia while also welcoming what inevitably lies ahead.” (Amazon)
Samuel Johnson:
Spiegelman’s paraphrase from Samuel Johnson:  The original quote from Samuel Johnson in 1777  “…. when a man is tired of London, he is tired of life…” The ever witty Samuel Johnson was an essayist, biographer and cultural critic who was a prominent figure in 18th century England ( image
Babe Ruth Photo – courtesy of Wikipedia
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Bars, books, french fries and such!

Or….Places I like and why!

On occasion, I like to go to a nearby establishment in the late afternoon for a light libation, a little bar conversation, and, perhaps,  with a book or crossword puzzle.

A friendly comfortable place that likes us “older folks”, walking distance from my apartment  and not crazy expensive and serves a good wine, or bourbon old fashioned and french fries.   You would think that would be easy to find in this  City, and it is, but it does take a little time  and effort.

I know, you get the walking, likes seniors, reasonable, but what’s with the french fries?   A tradition, I’m big on traditions.  This all started with my younger trouble-making sisters.  One of them said,  “Let’s stop for a drink.”  Found ourselves a place and sat down at the bar.   We just wanted a little something to pick on. Looked over the appetizers, but nothing.  Looked at the rest of the menu ,and there it was… French Fries.   Those luscious fattening little  things have  become the  go-to bar snack for me and most of my family and friends.

What’s a girl to do?

One afternoon I was walking back from my local small bookstore with my new book in hand.   It wasn’t really what I wanted to do, but I did it anyway, spend the money that is.  I love browsing  independent book stores like Shakespeare & Co.  on Lexington Ave.  I could have borrowed it from the library, but I have a thing about having my own copy.     Although, I do borrow on occasion.  Coulda, woulda, shoulda, so I bought it.   Senior moment…can’t remember the name of the book.

It had just started to rain, when I stopped that day at Donohue’s, also on Lexington (opened in 1950),   Imagedown the street from my apt.  I sat at the bar and ordered an old fashioned and, of course, fries. A couple came in and sat next to me.  I smiled and then went back to cursing Will Shortz. (you know, the editor of the NY Times crossword) as I worked on that day’s puzzle.  “Excuse me,” I heard and turned to look at the two next to me.  She asked, “Do you know the best way to get to  the Metropolitan Opera?”  It was so hard not to say, “Practice, practice,practice.” But, no, I didn’t.  Their question  started a conversation about The Met opera and The Met museum.  Then some goodbyes and off they went to Lincoln Center and “Aida”. There you have it… a nice place, good drink, bar conversation, fries  and home. That’s what I’m talking about!

Finnegan's Wake - New York, NY, United States

And over on First  Avenue, a  dear friend introduced me t0 Finnegans Wake Pub, it’s  been there since 1972.  Besides the ubiquitous french fries, they make a delicious chicken pot pie. Chicken pot pie seems to be standard pub fare, some are ok, but theirs is really, really yummy.   The conversations between my friend and I  and the tables around us or at the bar are always fun at this cozy neighborhood place. Drinks are good and the price is right!

 “Wait for it”

Then on  Second and 70th  is Beach  Cafe.  (since 1968) a little bar/restaurant, where you can get a great bourbon old fashioned. It has really been through tough times for a while now  with the noise and scaffolding and walls up for the Second Avenue subway.  But another comfortable easy place to stop with friendly folk from the area.  Just ignore the Photo Dec 23, 4 08 39 PM.jpgconstruction around.    “Hamilton” was the bar conversation one afternoon, when I heard the woman next to me say to the fellow next to her,  incredulously “You’ve seen Hamilton how many times?”  He laughed and said, “Six.”   “How did you manage that?”, she asked. Now all our eyes were  focused on this lucky guy. He gave an answer that wasn’t a surprise.”I have a friend who has a friend who knows somebody.”  We laughed.  I had to go, but I heard this comment as I left, smiling. “I didn’t think you had any friends.”

“If you’re gonna dance, you gotta  pay the band”  

 One of my favorite places, in the City,  is the classic  New York bar, Bemelmens  at the Carlyle Hotel (1947) on Madison Avenue, little further away from the others, but worth the walk.   I love  the atmosphere and the wonderful bonus of listening to the  jazz pianist playing those great  standards. There was a wonderful bartender there, that retired a few years ago, he made, according to a friend,  the best Cosmopolitan ever!   Drinks are still great and  their little trio of bar snacks, which they keep refilling, will make one forget about french fries.   Just  be ready for the “ouch factor” when  it’s time to pay the bill.  It’s become, for me, a special occasion place.  As an aside, it is one of the best places for eavesdropping… and  do I have stories to tell?   Woo Hoo!  ‘nother post,’nother time.Bemelmans Bar | The Carlyle, A Rosewood Hotel

“In my own little corner” 

 Just so you know, I’m not promoting any of these places. I’ve had  interesting times at each and wanted to tell you about them, because as vast as NYC  is,  it is filled with  neighborhoods and communities and these places happen to be in mine.  However, my most favorite place is in my own apartment, in my comfortable chair, my feet up,  with  a good book, some jazz playing in the background,  and a nice glass of something. French fries can wait.


 Love this City.

Senior moment  recovery :  The book was  the last of the Ferrante Neopolitan Novels, The Story of the Lost Child. Now I remember why I  couldn’t borrow  it from the library, I have the other three, can’t break up a set.


Important to know:  The locations of the places in this post are  all on the Upper East Side and within a few blocks of each other with the one exception of Bemelmans which is a little further away – but not that far.

Donohue’s, Lexington Avenue between 64th and 65th

Shakespeare & Co, Lexington between 68th and 69th

The Beach Cafe, Second Ave and 70th

Finnegans Wake Pub, First Ave and 72nd (no apostrophe-according to their site)

Bemelmans Bar, Madison Ave and 76th (no apostrophe here, either)

Photos: Courtesy of their websites

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