Day 2 Staycation

I admit I was feeling a bit nomadic being in my own town and staying at a hotel.  It was also insanely hot in the city.  Sundays are a day to relax and regroup but it wasn’t working in my favor.  I camped out at my daughters places before hitting up the book fair at MOMA/PS1.  I had gone to the fair in LA and I found this one much better.

Needing an attitude adjustment, the first stop was to get a drink.  Lemonade with a shot of vodka was the call.  I needed an attitude adjustment.

There were booths throughout the building and outside too.  The heat inside was not exactly ideal but everyone just went with it.  Lots of posters.

And more posters

Books

Posters from past events

Towels

Old books

Statements

Art rocks

More posters.  Lots of political statements

Love this photo.  Looking out of the window up on the 2nd floor and seeing the train move through the landscape.

T-shirts

More T-shirts

Loved this poster

This is good too.

Stop into the Ian Cheng exhibit again.  It is so good.

James Turrell room.   Always a bonus

Some of the crowd

More t-shirts…these are good!

Then we walked from Queens to Brooklyn over the bridge.  Loved seeing a group of kayaks make their way around the water as the set was setting.

We got to Brooklyn.

Went into Greenpoint where we had dinner at Achilles Heel.  They have this amazing chicken dinner going on Sunday nights.  Great bar, great music at this spot.

Delicious charred sweet potatoes with a spicy chili sauce

The chicken is unbelievable.

Rice with fat drippings.  Can’t go wrong.

We made our way back to NYC with the hope that our elevator was working again.

 

Comments (Archived):

  1. awaldstein

    Lunch Poems–made my morning.Thanks for sharing your wandering love affair with our town.

  2. Ella Dyer

    Dear Joanne, Love, love, love the “statements” shot here. Will share provided I can give proper credit. Is it enough to list just your blog and MOMA/PS1…Thoughts? Thanks.

    1. Gotham Gal

      totally fine. go for it.

  3. Erin

    In one of the poems you photographed, there’s a great line that could go out as a prayer for our countries right now: “No to clickbait as culture”. I’m taking a media and politics class, and last week we talked about how in the US and Canada, newspapers are being gutted of resources- investigative and reporting journalists around the country are losing their jobs by the thousands every year because ad revenue is going to the internet where an ad has to be clicked on to generate payment, and of course, no one clicks. And so in the place of professionally produced objective news, we get clickbait and pre-packaged stories written by interested parties like PR people for corporations. And because democracy depends on a “cacaphony of voices”, we might be tempted to settle for clickbait as the cacaphony and forget that we’re being slowly starved of real reporting and investigative journalism.

    1. Gotham Gal

      totally agree.

    2. LE

      Of interest what just happend in Philadelphia as well as a few other towns (2 million total):The Inquirer’s Parent Company Gets $1M to Fund Investigative Journalism, Diversity Effortshttp://www.phillymag.com/ne…http://www.philly.com/phill

      1. Erin

        Oh that is so cool. I’m going to bring it up in class. Thanks.

    3. lisa hickey

      Really great point @erinm1:disqus. Can I connect with you somewhere? I am living what you are talking about and trying to help solve it.

      1. Erin

        Sure. erinmulligan 24 @ gmail dot com

  4. Pranay Srinivasan

    Rice with Fat Drippings!!!

    1. Gotham Gal

      beyond good.

  5. pointsnfigures

    I made duck like they were making chicken over my fireplace a few times. The smell that emanated from the chimney was heavenly-as was the fat we saved that dripped off the duck while it was cooking over an open fire.

  6. lisa hickey

    I was looking for another post entirely, LOL, but this one made my day. Wow! What a treat to share all those POV’s!