Long Island Community Boathouse

Every now and then I look out my 17th floor apartment overlooking the East River and see people paddling in the river! They are part of a volunteer community to connect East Queens residents with their surrounding ecology called the Long Island Community Boathouse. It's free. Do you dare me?

Dogs on Sofa

On the first day of my son's visit to our Cincinnati home with his dogs, the rule is no dogs on the sofa. This is what it's like the second day. Ha ha. Can anyone relate? 

Terry's Turf Club in Cincinnati

After living in New York City a while, I realize how remiss I have been in discovering new things outside my suburb of Cincinnati. Terry's Turf Club is an example of the interesting things you miss if you keep eating at chain restaurants. My son took us to Terry's Turf Club on the east side of the city recently. It was a cold day, but there was a small heated area where we waited along with 20 or so other hungry customers. Great food and good times. Guy Fieri actually taped a show here last summer. I bet he didn't have to wait.

Entertainment at Grand Central

Here's a promo photo for the Nick Cave exhibit at Grand Central this week.

Travis Magee/Creative Time via Bloomberg

Dancers from the Ailey School wear Nick Cave's soundsuits in Grand Central Terminal. 

And here are my photos. A good show!

Paint Your Shoes!

There's a place in Manhattan where you can buy SHOE PAINT! Check out Manhattan Wardrobe Supply where I found everything I needed to take my dark brown sandals (original one on right, left one after I removed the color) to a summery beige (next photo). You'd never find this place just by walking past it--it's on the 8th floor of this non-descript brick building on 29th Street. I only knew about it from their website where they insist: Walk-ins welcome!

Snow Tracks

These footprint paths in the snow--human and animal--made an interesting--if not artistic--scene from my apartment window this morning.

New Yorkers Need Hats

When a friend visited last week, we were surprised by snow. The bracing winter wind found its way to any bare skin left vulnerable through a loose cuff or collar. Fortunately, my Cincinnati friend had packed a hat--one she had never worn even though she'd owned it for some time. In New York, you have to have a hat unless you never plan to get out of your apartment. Getting from here to there--even if it's just one block--without covering your head and ears can make one miserable. See how happy my friend is?