My parents were in town for a conference this week. That is, my dad was at the conference; my mom was along for the ride. So she and I did a bunch of non-touristy things in the city, including
-two shows at Julliard. Henry V was especially good; they Lady Gaga-ed the hell out of Shakespeare.
-Central Park in the snow
-a “Music of Latin America” guitar festival at Manhattan School of Music
And then today, after the ‘rents left, I went downtown to my friend’s apartment, where we had a dumplings-and-wontons dinner party, which was about seven shades of delicious.
I may be rethinking my decision to leave New York, guys. Shock.