Parents in town


My parents have been in town the last few days visiting, and we have taken the opportunity (as we always do) to eat some great food (trying out some new restaurants) and walk around the city a bit. On Thursday night we went to a place called ilili for Lebanese food that was really spectacular. Every dish was nuanced and incredibly delicious. Last night we went to a place called Craft that is always on the best-of lists, and it was very very good, but really did not hold a candle to ilili in my opinion. This morning we went to the always excellent Whitehall for brunch with Josh and Michael, and tonight we will go see the revival (new staging, whatever) of Porgy and Bess on Broadway. All in all, a very New York trip for my parents.

They leave tomorrow, and I will be spending the next week starving off the pounds acquired while they were here, catching up with work, and preparing for the inevitable arrival of summer.

Guest fatigue


I just bid adieu to my friend Dimitri who was here staying for the last couple of days. Two days before that was my friend Digraj who stayed with me for three days. The week prior to that my friend Jose. All in all, this year I have had guests staying with me for 32 days out of this year, or close to a quarter of the year. And my parents (whom I adore) are arriving in 3 days for a 5 day visit. I enjoy having guests, and with all the hospitality that people have shown me over the years, I am happy to return the favors, either directly to them or in offering the same kindness to others. But there does come a point where one needs a little alone time, and I think I am close to that point. After my parents leave I am going to try to have a few weeks with no one sleeping in my apartment but me.

Attack of the Hoosiers


March always seems to be a busy month for me with regard to visitors. Today my good friends Blake and Danny arrive from Indianapolis, and we will spend the next 4 days hanging out, seeing the city, eating, drinking and catching up. I actually met Blake way back in 1994 when I was living in San Francisco, and never miss a chance to see him and Danny when I go to visit my family in Indy. They are kind of my only close friends there outside of my family, so it will be nice to host them on my home turf for a change.



My friend Olaf is in town visiting for the next few days, and he could not be luckier with the weather. We seem to be back in early fall with sunny skies and temps in the 60s. (Contrast this with my summer of rain in Hamburg, or the early snow we had last week). We will take in a few strolls, meals, exhibits and some shopping while he is here, and maybe even do a little work. Last night we went to go meet some friends of his who basically live underneath the Williamsburg bridge, but on the Manhattan side in the Lower East Side. Or should I say, the Lower East East East Side. And I thought I lived a little far from the subway at about a 10 min walk, but they are quite further still. We had a nice dinner at a place called Schiller’s Liquor Bar, then Olaf and I made our way back to my apartment for an early night as he was feeling “die Jetlag”.