Do you know "Put On Your Sunday Clothes?" from Hello, Dolly?
Sure you do, if you saw Wall-E.
It's the song on the video that he plays over and over.
Anyway, that's what Mao here did one unseasonably warm day this fall when I joined some friends for brunch in Chelsea.
Joe, Magda, Hilary and I ate at the Tipsy Parson in Chelsea. I had a salad with bitter greens, figs, walnuts, apples and blue cheese. No shit, it was probably the best and freshest I'd ever eaten. Then again, I don't get out much.
We took a walk afterwards. There was a Post-It shrine to Steve Jobs at the Apple store on 14th Street. Pretty low tech, huh? I doubt if he would have approved.
Space always needs to be filled in Manhattan.
It was so warm, even the bikers were wearing t-shirts.
I'm the guy with the camera.
Did you know there were conversation pits in Times Square? I didn't stick around to chat.
Old and not-so-old buildings on 7th Avenue.
The Hearst Tower is new. It plays peek-a-boo with the older ones from just about every angle.
Stumbling upon this scene in Central Park made me feel a little bit like a voyeur. By the time I got to the other side, I realized that another photographer had staged it.
Lots of people had rented rowboats.
