January 21, 2003
A big touristy weekend, which I'm glad not to do too often. But my little sisters came to visit, so I didnít mean to just set them loose in New York City without any guidance. Besides, our mother would've had my hide if I didn't look after them properly, never mind that we're now adults.
We had dim sum in Chinatown at Sweet & Tart - it's kind of hard, though, to order from a text-only menu, as I tend to recognize the dishes I like by sight, rather than description. Wending our way along Canal Street, always crowded, I vaguely noticed the ambulance pulling up to the curb and skirted my way around the crowd. Afterwards my sisters were goggle-eyed: "You didn't see the dead body?!?" Well, no, I'm not a f*cking gawker. In fact, I'm fairly oblivious, whether it's a celebrity or the scene of an accident, or what I apparently missed at that very moment. I asked Scott to corroborate, asking how one would recognize a dead person - apparently the poor man, a homeless person, was just laying all wrong, face down on the sidewalk.
We went to Ground Zero. We should've just headed on to the World Financial Center and had my sisters meet us there, but we waited and tried to ignore all the tourists who were there to see the void, and the mementos left on the fence of St. Paul's, clicking away with their cameras. My sisters wanted to be there, so we took them. But anyone else who comes to visit us will have to go on their own. I won't do it again.
The mood improved in the Winter Garden. Scott and I sat at the top of the pink marble stairs, looking at the young palm trees, people-watching. We eventually looked at the models for the various design proposals. I'm not sure which design I like best - what I want is something expressive architecturally, that won't look dated in 30 years, but at the same time improves the quality of life for the people who live and work here. Is that possible?
Other highlights: dinner at John's Pizzeria, so far our favorite for seriously good pizza in NYC. Afterwards we met up with Jen for a late screening of Chicago at the Ziegfeld, an absolute treat. Sleeping in, going shopping - the rest of the weekend was a big, exhausting whirlwind. I haven't seen my family in over a year, so most of the homesick feelings I had over the holidays have abated. At the same time, I'm glad we have our place to ourselves!
Yours, &c., LC | 05:48 PM |