This week we welcomed two guest beeboppers: my cousin Jana and her husband Kevin. The weather was out-of-this-world amazing, and we are thinking that the purple hats will soon be packed away for the summer - so enjoy them while they last.
For starters - the "union" in Union Square refers to the union of the old Bowery Road with Broadway in 1831.
Union Square is home to the largest farmers' market in NYC. This is me being super excited about the apple donuts that I just purchased.
While they are no tres leches donut from my beloved Doughnut Plant, they are still quite tasty. Jana and Kevin enjoyed them as well. (just FYI - I have heard from a somewhat reliable source that this farmers' market is also home to the best oatmeal cookie of all times. Thanks for the tip, Evan)
Both Jill and I know no greater joy than finding a good deal. Imagine our excitement when this booth was selling their very best Apple Opportunities for only two dollars a piece!! If anyone has a clue what on earth an Apple Opportunity is - please let us know.
Union Square Park has a bunch of these cute plaque things embedded in the sidewalk. They are almost as cute as Jill.
First - pardon my spandex. Second - there is a full-blown life guard tower in Union Square Park!! The marketing tactics of New York never cease to amuse me. Also - Jill and I are both weenies. Neither of us wanted to climb up the tower for fear we would get in trouble. Is it possible that a lifeguard tower security person would leap out from behind a bush and get angry with us? We are nerds.
Park goers can breathe easy now that a life saving ring hangs right in Union Square. I look bugged. I am not; I am just still nervous that I will get in trouble.
Finally, a picture of Jill! She is standing in front of Metronome - which is a large public piece of art along Union Square south. There is a digital counter of numbers behind Jill's hand. You may wonder what the hey it is counting. I always hoped that it had something to do with
Lost - but I never knew its true meaning until several minutes ago when I consulted the omniscient Wikipedia. In some strange way - it represents the time. If you want details -
click.
The cousins and I pose with General George Washington. I realize that his face has been cut off, but trust me - it is George.
Welcome Spring!! Yellow daffodils - magnificent. The card also tells us that as we wander the market - we will see New Yorkers at their most cheerful. The card is right again. People were smiling and two strangers even said, "Good morning!" Thank you farmers' market and friendly people.
I believe it has been mentioned before - Jill and I love cheese. LOVE. However - I have a strong aversion to goat cheese. I look calm and chill in this picture, but do not be fooled! I am merely being disgusted by the very thought of goat cheese. I think it tastes like an animal. I would use the word "gamey" but I gag upon speaking it.
Only Jill can capture the nobility that encompasses our nation's sixteenth president.
In the middle of Union Square Park - there is a big statue with cool relief sculpture all the way around the base. Apparently, I am attention starved and felt that I needed to be in every picture. Yes - that is my finger pointing to the statue. I am embarrassed.
This is quite the salesman. First - he is wearing a suit and sitting against a trashcan. Second - his demonstration of his vege-slicer is so efficient and convincing it is almost infomercial-like. Third - and most importantly - he has a thick British accent. I am so much more willing to listen when I am being spoken to in such beautiful English.
This is a little mousy-rat. Well - I suppose this is 2 little mousy-rats.
For those who do not know - Jill is the ultimate athlete. She would modestly deny this, but I promise that it is true. She majored in PE teaching in college, for Pete's sake. And look at that face; it is the face of an outrageously tough cookie. Behind her is Paragon Sports - a large and important sporting goods store.
Jana and I pose in front of a fire station. These little hidden stations are all over in the city - I think they are supremely charming.
That is the Empire State Building behind us. Later that day - Jana, Kevin and I traveled to the top. This is quite a touristy thing to do - and I think it rocks.
Raise it for appearance numero dos of Otto Tootsie Plohound.
This is the wide side of the famous Flatiron building. Jill's arms are outstretched to show just how wide! The Flatiron building is often considered the oldest skyscraper in NYC. It was completed in 1902.
This is the other side. SO SKINNY!!!
This is kind of an amazing building. It appears as if I am about to spin around and sing songs from The Sound of Music.
Holy Hannah - I adore this triangular beauty.
Kevo earned the privilege of posing in front of William H. Seward - as Kev was the only one who had ever heard of the man. Seward was a governor of New York and also the Secretary of State under Presidents Lincoln and Jackson. Kevin looks rather proud of himself and his vast knowledge of useless junk. :) (p.s. we are now in Madison Square Park)
Jill knows better than most that gold bikinis really never ever go out of style.
This is the Shake Shack - a popular little burger and shake place in Madison Square Park. I am giving a little shake by busting a shimmy. Fear not - I am more adept at shimmying than it appears.
This gold-clad man happened by immediately after I finished the shimmy. Jill was quick on her feet and captured this GREAT shot. He seems completely oblivious to the fact that he is wearing a very unattractive outfit.
Even Kevin had never heard of Roscoe Conkling. He was a New York politician but is mostly known for having such a fantastic name.
This is the MetLife building. It is old, tall and has a clock on it.
This building is extremely Greek looking.
Kevin is forever amused by my ridiculousness. I am just very happy to be standing in front of Chester A. Arthur - the 21st president of the United States. This statue reminded me of Chester Copperpot. My fellow beeboppers did not know who that was. Do you?
Jill is sweetly enjoying this statue of David Farragut. He was the first senior officer in the US Navy during the Civil War. AND - his
picture on Wikipedia suggests that he also might have had the first comb-over. And in case you had not noticed - Madison Square Park is LOADED with statues.
I kind of like to stand in fountains. It also looks as if I just ended a great gymnastic feat, am cheering support for my alma mater (BYU) OR am at the start of the YMCA dance.
Adieu!
This week's walk was a short one, but a great one - around one of the city's most beautiful blocks.
The New York Public Library has been called the "greatest legacy of the city's Gilded Age" and a "marble beaux arts palace beloved be scholars, schoolchildren, and ordinary readers." More importantly, it was prominently featured in the movie "Ghostbusters."
The NYPL means business - you have to be quiet before you can even go inside. This "Quiet Zone" was on the sidewalk before reaching the library steps.
We had another guest BeeBopper this week - wooo! Meet Karen, another of Megan's lucky cousins. She was a great guest.
This week is also special because we are bidding a fond farewell to the purple hats (at least until next winter). We'll have something new and fun to wear next week ... I bet you can hardly wait!
Megan loved the NYPL lions and apparently is over her fear of getting in trouble (from who?) for climbing on public property. I'm not afraid - just generally more respectful. :)
Do you love the beautiful shrubbery around the inner library wall? Don't be fooled, it is painted on, just like Barbie's dream house.
Meg thought it would be great if this fountain man wore the hat - imagine her disappointment when he was just too tall.
The NYPL was kind of beautiful in the morning. It was closed, and still quite deserted. By lunchtime each day, these steps are filled with hundreds of lunchers.
Meg really likes the library. I was sad to miss the reading room, which in my three years here, I still have never seen. It is supposedly quite the sight!
Karen admiring the entrance portico.
See - I was on this walk! I was super sick this weekend and looked like a sad sack, so elected to be in as few photos as possible. Megan was happy to pick up the slack.
Here, the little men around the bottom of the library flagpole wear ALL the hats! It was one of Meg's finest ideas of the day.
She's a thinker. For those of you who don't know Meg personally, here's a tidbit - she's a math teacher! And a darn good one too. She is particularly fond of FOIL.
Here is where Meg started wanting to put the hat on everything. We tried to humor her, even when it wasn't very funny. :)
The purple hat fit Gertude Stein like a glove. We are now entering Bryant Park.
Here we are with William Cullen Bryant, a romantic poet, journalist and long-time editor of the New York Evening Post.
Isn't Bryant Park gorgeous? Bryant Park is directly behind the NYPL (all on the same city block). It is a popular lunch spot, has a nice grassy field for catching some sun, and shows free outdoor movies in the summer. During the holidays, they set up an ice rink here and a really festive holiday market. It is a fantastic park!
This is the Bryant Park Hotel and Meg's finger (she really likes to be in every photo). At the time, I just thought the black/gold combo looked interesting. Later, I read that it represents coal and fire and is modeled after Chicago's Tribune building.
Megan love, love, LOVED this tree lined sidewalk. It is even more lovely when it is leafy.
This is William Earl Dodge. As you can see, we hit the statue jackpot again this week.
Here is Meg, chillin' with Benito Juarez. The hat fit Benito very nicely.
Again, such a pretty park. It has come a long way since the 70's when it was nicknamed "Needle Park" and non-drug dealers and heroine addicts steered clear.
This fine gentleman is Jose Bonifacio de Andrada. I know nothing about him.
Last, but not least, is the Bryant Park Carousel. It is super cute when not so covered-up.
This AMAZING trimming store was not on the card, but it is one of my very favorite NYC craft spots, so we had to stop in. M&J Trimming is just a couple blocks south of Bryant Park, and is something to experience, even for those of you who aren't ribbon fanatics.
