Flaneuring in the
June 14 was Wednesday with Carol, Susan and Jeanne. We sisters got together to flaneur in the West Village. That is, we were going to roam the West Village, turning up whatever street looked the most intriguing. The West Village is inherently charming, so there are plenty of twists and turns to lead you to a new discovery.
Our plan was to meet for lunch at a little boite called While We Were Young, Kitchen & Cocktails on West 10th Street. I took the F train to West Fourth and walked on 10th Street to the restaurant. As I walked, I noticed pretty things begging to be photographed, as in "Please, please, madame, take my picture."
The window at Té Company and
A tiny birdhouse....
Three Lives Books...
Richard and I owned a house in Greenport, Long Island
for awhile. The owners of Three Lives had one too, a block
from our house. One day they said that we should cut down the
huge, old Maple tree in our backyard, because it
blocked their view -- of us. They spied on us with binoculars.
Fedora dates to 1952.
Dapper gents used to frequent the place.
Now it's a "fauxstalgia" joint.
As authentic old village as they come.
Sevilla opened in 1941!
It has not been gentrified. They
probably serve the same tired paella
as in the olden days.
An elegant display on a brownstone's steps.
I was the first to arrive at While We Were Young
and was offered a seat at the bar while I was old,
while I was waiting for Jeanne and Susan, and
while they were still on the West Side Highway
driving from Westchester.
driving from Westchester.
The barkeep poured me a tall glass of ice water while
I took in the petal-strewn surroundings.
Flowers figure prominently in the decor.
The owner, Bradford Dunigan,
grew up in a house which his mother
filled with flowers.
Here is Jeanne.
the lady at the next table.
Burrata, avocado, wildflower honey,
basil and pink grapefruit.
Jeanne pointed out that the grapefruit
had been cut into "supremes".
Although the white pith and membrane are edible, they
are bitter, so you can cut them out using a
technique which can be found on Sam Sifton's blog
in the New York Times.
deliver this yummy, complimentary cake to us.
What a delightful surprise.
On Hudson Street, we found The Meadow,
a shop specializing in salt, chocolate, drink and
flowers. They had a huge selection of bitters.
Susan got a chocolate treat.
all-felt bodega, 8 'Til Late, which has popped up
at the Standard Hotel. This ice cream freezer is covered
in felt and all the treats within are made of felt.
made of felt.
at the intersection of textiles and art.
we felt they were too expensive.
the Unix Gallery, where there is an exhibit called
"Sugartarium". It's an art asylum for sugar addicts.
sugary candies and cookies, all
smashed. Yum, I love chocolate-covered cherries.
are hospital beds where you can detox from
your sugar overdosing.
If you have an emergency, you can speak to
the Sugarologist via this phone
for triage. I tried it and was told to lie
down on a bed for awhile and stay away from sugar.
Final stop: Trestle on Tenth
We cooled down with a Passion-Fruit Fizz.