The Museum of Natural History

A perfect choice for a rainy day. The place was positively seething with camp groups and tourists and New Yorkers.........

The African lions look so noble and regal. I think the male lion looks a little like Buster .....

The shell-man in a sort of burqua -- so utterly, mind-spinningly bizarre.
Can he really be called 'Mo' as his tie suggests?
 And his chum the straw-man (to his right) whose name we will have to imagine......

                                       So much to ponder and photograph.....

My mother-in-law once had a hat exactly like this one, but we lent it to Evan
 one Halloween and it hasn't
 been seen since.  I've  never had nearly so splendid to attach to my chin.

Culture and Cake

C Train to 79th Street. 

Noble sort of statue outside the Museum of Natural History.

Lots of school children around and a very blue sky.

Bus through the park to 5th Avenue.

The Neue Galerie is positively one of my favorite places in New York.

Frances and I think we should move in immediately. Such elegance.

Even the type faces on the posters outside the bathrooms enchant.

No photos allowed in the Brucke exhibition.

But the staircase!

Then we come to the other good bit: the Cafe Sabarsky.

Wood panelling, a grand piano, views of Central Park.

 Austrian doughnuts with apricot jam oozing out.

Merisi, I was thinking of you.

The coffee mit Schlag. (Forgive my attempt at German.)

The cake was perfection: coconut, almond and mango.

In the evening, Eugene Brodsky's opening at Sears Peyton on 11th Avenue.

The open fire escape door an automatic photo op.