Winter in Manhattan
Ugh. I’ll never eat again.
I followed a fantastic lunch of whitefish salad, baguettes, and deep fried crispy baby artichokes from EAT today by dinner with good friends at Centolire at 86th and Madison. OK, I will not eat until at least dinner tomorrow night which is at Peter Luger’s- a famous steak restaurant in Brooklyn that I’ve never been to before.
It was a much nicer day today, still cold, but the snow held off and it was great to walk around the city again. Being Ash Wednesday it was somehow reassuring seeing that many people still attending church on an early mid-week morning. For a moment I thought I had missed some city-wide new style memo that crossed all age, gender and cultural barriers.
The windows at Bergdorf’s were fabulous as you can see, but alas- I find this a most difficult time to successfully shop. All the sale merchandise is woefully picked over, spring collections are still just trickling in, and unless you are lucky enough to actually have a cruise or trip planned to a place involving white sand and turquoise waters, it’s hard to get excited about the cruise collections. Not to mention the horror of contemplating trying on bathing suits ( never pleasant at the best of times) when you’re layered in sweaters, scarves, boots, a winter coat and worst of all sporting a pasty white winter body. The equation just doesn’t work for me. Instead, I treated myself to a really good facial at Takashamaya and just enjoyed some window shopping, splotchy red face and all.
A little difficult to get good photos with all the reflections in the windows, but the displays were really gorgeous and highlighting a spectacular collection of International Hats and Headdresses from Stacey Miller (Hathorizons.com)