A Very Jazzy Weekend
This past weekend was a full one. It started off on Friday after work at V's housewarming party. She just moved from Williamsburg to my neck of the woods at 78th and York. The Boy and I picked up a bottle of wine and a housewarming gift before hopping onto the 2nd Ave. bus down to the party. Normally, we'd walk over, but it was freezing cold that night, and we just happened to catch the bus right as we got to the stop.
V lives in a large, gated complex at the edge of the East River. The building is quiet and spacious with large, open courtyards. This is unusual for Manhattan, but it was originally a place for tuburculosis patients before it was converted into apartments. We were among the first guests to arrive. Already, the hostess had out a 3 cheese fondue with bread cubes, veggie platter, fruit plate and bacon wrapped dates for us to munch on. The previous owners of the apartment did a wonderful job of remodeling the place. The kitchen was built with granite counters, a mini sub zero fridge, dishwasher, mini laundry machine and rack to hang your pots and pans out on. There were wood floors and compartmentalized closets built all the way to the ceiling to utilize space most efficiently. The Boy and I chatted with friends and drank bubbly glasses of champagne for the rest of the night.
The next day, the Boy had us signed up for a Bloomberg seminar. His main motive was to show me Bloomberg's lavish building. And lavish it was. The place was huge, plexiglass and very high tech. There were Bloomberg screens and terminals all over the place in addition to a free for all snack bar with any type of coffee you wanted to make, sodas, juices, bottled water, many varieties of chips, instant soups, dried noodles, individual cartons of breakfast cereals, cookies and lots of other junk food. On the way up the stairs to the seminar room, we passed the recording studio where Bloomberg News was filmed each day and peered down at the lights, cameras and anchor booth. The seminar wasn't all that interesting to me since I don't use Bloomberg and am not familiar with their functions. But afterwards, the Boy and I stayed for a bit to tour the building and raid their snack bar.
After the seminar, I did a little shopping at H&M (bought a belt and shirt) before going to Chinatown to get lunch and grocery shop. The Chinese New Year celebrations were still going on with drums beating and dragons dancing through the streets. The Boy and I first got lunch at a local noodle shop. I ordered the pulled noodle soup with beef, and the Boy got the cut noodle soup with oxtail. Then, we walked around Chinatown a bit, did our usual grocery rounds and lugged everything back home.
The next night, we cut across the park to the Time Warner center on the West Side to catch a jazz performance at Dizzy's Coca Cola Club. The place had a very nice ambiance, dimly lit with little square tables surrounding the stage with a brilliant city view as a backdrop. We got there an hour before the performance started to dine on southern fried chicken, mashed potatoes, collard greens and sweet potato fries. A little past 7:30PM, the performance started. Normally, I'm not much of a jazz fan, but I loved the ambiance and the familiar piano songs accompanying the soulful vocals. They played a lot of popular songs (Elvis Presley) with a jazzy twist which made it really fun. It was snowing heavily when the performance finished. We took a cab home and ended the weekend.
V lives in a large, gated complex at the edge of the East River. The building is quiet and spacious with large, open courtyards. This is unusual for Manhattan, but it was originally a place for tuburculosis patients before it was converted into apartments. We were among the first guests to arrive. Already, the hostess had out a 3 cheese fondue with bread cubes, veggie platter, fruit plate and bacon wrapped dates for us to munch on. The previous owners of the apartment did a wonderful job of remodeling the place. The kitchen was built with granite counters, a mini sub zero fridge, dishwasher, mini laundry machine and rack to hang your pots and pans out on. There were wood floors and compartmentalized closets built all the way to the ceiling to utilize space most efficiently. The Boy and I chatted with friends and drank bubbly glasses of champagne for the rest of the night.
The next day, the Boy had us signed up for a Bloomberg seminar. His main motive was to show me Bloomberg's lavish building. And lavish it was. The place was huge, plexiglass and very high tech. There were Bloomberg screens and terminals all over the place in addition to a free for all snack bar with any type of coffee you wanted to make, sodas, juices, bottled water, many varieties of chips, instant soups, dried noodles, individual cartons of breakfast cereals, cookies and lots of other junk food. On the way up the stairs to the seminar room, we passed the recording studio where Bloomberg News was filmed each day and peered down at the lights, cameras and anchor booth. The seminar wasn't all that interesting to me since I don't use Bloomberg and am not familiar with their functions. But afterwards, the Boy and I stayed for a bit to tour the building and raid their snack bar.
After the seminar, I did a little shopping at H&M (bought a belt and shirt) before going to Chinatown to get lunch and grocery shop. The Chinese New Year celebrations were still going on with drums beating and dragons dancing through the streets. The Boy and I first got lunch at a local noodle shop. I ordered the pulled noodle soup with beef, and the Boy got the cut noodle soup with oxtail. Then, we walked around Chinatown a bit, did our usual grocery rounds and lugged everything back home.
The next night, we cut across the park to the Time Warner center on the West Side to catch a jazz performance at Dizzy's Coca Cola Club. The place had a very nice ambiance, dimly lit with little square tables surrounding the stage with a brilliant city view as a backdrop. We got there an hour before the performance started to dine on southern fried chicken, mashed potatoes, collard greens and sweet potato fries. A little past 7:30PM, the performance started. Normally, I'm not much of a jazz fan, but I loved the ambiance and the familiar piano songs accompanying the soulful vocals. They played a lot of popular songs (Elvis Presley) with a jazzy twist which made it really fun. It was snowing heavily when the performance finished. We took a cab home and ended the weekend.
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