My kitchen (aka laboratory) of course, designed by the hubby and my vintage Romoli poster. Everyday when I look at the poster, I feel the urge to travel.
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Pride and Joy
My kitchen (aka laboratory) of course, designed by the hubby and my vintage Romoli poster. Everyday when I look at the poster, I feel the urge to travel.
March 2004: I Love these Breads!
From a panaderia in Quiapo near the old Ma Mon Luk.
They don't make them like these anymore!
In the Eye of the Storm: Mark makes it to the New York Post!
Last Tuesday night, there was a localized (about 10 city blocks) but powerful storm that passed through our street. I know you won't believe it but everyone in our neighborhood felt it was more of a tornado than a thunderstorm.
While we were watching Law and Order: SVU in 811, the temperature suddenly dropped, it got quiet and lightning started. We all thought it was the strong rains we were expecting but we got more. The hail, not rain, fell form the heavens. Our building was being pelted by ping pong ball size rain drops. Then the strong winds came roaring, twisting the midsection of the old oak trees in the area and then uprooting them.
I ran downstairs to 708 to close the windows. The rain and winds were so strong I could not open the door to my apartment. Fearing that the pressure could wither blow the windows into my apartment or I get blown out of the apartment, I decided to wait a few seconds. When I had the strength to enter the apartment, I saw the window side of my bed really, really wet. I closed all the windows with a struggle and cleaned up. Then after 5 minutes not a moment more, the rain stopped.
Mark, in the meantime, was very curious as to what happened outside. By the time he came back past midnight, he had a few dramatic photos which were featured in the New York Post. His alias is Mr. Mark. Below are the links to the headline this morning with a picture of my neighborhood, and 2 links to Mark's photos (he had a total of 4 photos submitted. The Post chose all of them).
I am so proud of Mark but afraid of the thunderstorm. Everyone in the neighborhood believed it was an F1 tornado. We were all sad to see 30+ of our oak trees, some of them over 100 years old, just uprooted and dead. But the good thing is, there were no human or animal injuries. Here are the links and the attached pictures:
For New York Post's story, click here.
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Way Back in Time: Deanna with a Sol Lewitt at the Met Garden
Sol Lewitt is one of my favorite artists. One of his last exhibits was at the Sculpture Garden in the Met in August 2005. (note: first photo courtesy of http://www.flickr.com/photos/red_devil/26394918)
Sunday, August 16, 2009
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