Its President’s Day and I just learned from the DCist that I missed the opportunity to see a portrait of our 44th President with our 16th President….done in cupcakes. It took 5,600 cupcakes to make up the portrait. I’m all about fun art and art as food [or in this case, food as art] hits two favorite things.
However, we did have an excellent food tasting with a very talented self taught cook who I think will do an excellent job on the cocktail reception. See if this menu doesn’t make your mouth water: mini crab cakes, beef brisket with a home-made pickle, shrimp cocktail, asparagus wrapped in mozzarella cheese and prosciutto, artichoke dip, spinach balls, and tomato stack [kind of like a bruscetta], along with the usual fruit and cheese platters and some antipasto. Mmmmm….all sounds tasty to me and I hope you all like it.
I may have given up on the idea of getting a bunch of wholesale flowers and doing a bunch of arrangements [and my own bouquet] myself to save money. I went to visit a new flow shop on H Street, Nouveau Fleur, and I might just bite the bullet and losen the purse and have her do the flowers. I like to support local businesses and seriously, I don’t exactly have a lot of free time.
I went to Frager’s Hardware to rent a few bistro tables and a coffee maker for the fete and I’m trying to check off all sorts of other things that need to get done. My focus has been rather thin since its also hockey season and with about 3 games per week its tough to pay attention to much else.
As we’ve crossed into March, the count down seems more on top of me and we still don’t have a ceremony worked out. I think since my friend Mer offered her husband’s boat as a place to get ready, I’ll be taking her up on that offer. Fun to get all dolled up for the ceremony on a boat [hopefully I won’t fall off of it as I’m getting off of it in the dress and all] and if the weather is nice enough, maybe we’ll just hoof it from the City Dock to the ceremony. Fun times.
We were in NYC yesterday for the day for my defacto bachelorette party. Bummer that I was feeling much under the weather and since I haven’t been sick in a long time, it hit me harder than average. All I wanted to do was curl up in bed and drink hot tea. But, given that we’d planned this for a while and 3 close friends had made the trip, I sucked it up and made the best of the trip. It was fun but I wish it hadn’t been so cold and that I felt better.
We started out at 6:20 a.m. with a departure from Union Station for the train to NYC [Penn Station] where we hoped to check out one of many flea markets, hang out at Grand Central station and bunches of other stuff. I had underestimated the weather and while I have tones of hats and scarves at home, I didn’t bother to bring them. First stop was a Kmart [who knew?] for a hat, scarf, gloves, and some very cheap sunglasses. All set with fortifications, we set off to the Hell’s Kitchen Flea market. It was a blustery day and while there were a few vendors I really wasn’t into it as much as I’d have liked…it was cold, I felt like crap and there wasn’t a whole lot to look at.
Julie and I wove our way through the Fashion District, popping into stores now and then to get warm, went through Time Square [so many PEOPLE] and on to Grand Central Station where we wandered about, had a nibble [tasty coffee cake] and waited for Wendy and Maureen to arrive [they took a later train].
Lunch at the Oyster Bar [Manhattan Clam Chowder and raw oysters…yumm] was splendid, a quick trip to Kenneth Cole to review their 50% off sale on their shoes and then we walked to MOMA where we started at the top and worked our way down through all the lovely modern art. It had to have been one of the noisiest museums I’ve ever experienced. A quick perusal of the design shop and then into a cab to meet J9 and Carrie at Salt where we had an excellent meal, tasty wine and great company. From there we moved on to Madam X searching for Absolute Ruby [Grapefruit] but found only Mandarin flavor … not a bad substitute. Since Julie and I were catching the 9:05 train back to DC, we had one drink and then hopped into a cab back to Penn Station. I have no real concept of where things are in NYC and how long it takes to get from point A to point B. I’m so accustomed to the easy access of DC and the relative closeness of everything to everything else.
One long train ride back to DC and I arrive at home at 1 a.m. exhausted and feeling pretty crappy but glad to have had an excellent adventure in NYC with friends.