Easter in New York means the Easter Parade
(Memories of old films watched when I was a child).
It also means visiting St Patricks Cathedral. Debbie and I, without the hounds, made our way down to 5th Avenue to enjoy both, in the sunshine, and captured some good photos.
Despite not being Catholic, we decided to attend the service at the famous St Patrick’s Cathedral. It was absolutely packed.
A few days previously, I went to Wholefoods in Bryant Park to find organic hot cross buns with lemon icing sugar drizzled on the top.
I am reluctant to say it, but those buns were so so much better than the hot cross buns in the UK!
On the first rainy day, Debbie and took a trip to the Metropolitan Museum of Art.
My favourite place there remains the hall of the American Wing with its beautiful sculpture of Diana the Huntress.
I also love the artworks in the permanent collection: We sat there in the cafe, sipping our coffee as we watched the rain in Central Park bounce off the floor to ceiling windows.
On an even rainier day, I took one of the efficient cross-town buses back to the Museum and managed to jump a huge queue of people (and umbrellas – that I didn’t have) standing in the torrential downpour.
When I got inside I felt like I had had a number of buckets of water thrown over me!
It was as heavy as the rain I experiences in India.
I kept getting messages on my phone from the Museum’s internet warning me of flooding.
So it was good that I was visiting the excellent exhibition of Rei Kawakubo’s work “Art of the In-Between”.
I think she is a genius. Born in 1942, she founded Comme des Garcons in 1969 and lives in Tokyo.
In my view, it is a must-see exhibition for anyone thinking of fashion designing as a career.
I managed to edit down the photos I took but the work is so interesting that I had to include many here!
So this blog is very picture-heavy but I think it was necessary to include the beautiful photographs here.
The Met also owns the Cloisters – One day, Alfie and I trundled up Broadway on the bus all the way to the last stop, 194th Street.
It has the most wonderful tapestries of Unicorns and other lovely artwork and is basically reconstituted cloisters from Italy and France. It works very well.
The herb garden is wonderful. It is full of old medicinal herbs including one of my favourite – milk thistle, which is a miracle cure for the liver, including keep people with liver cancer alive (like my own mother for 4 years after she was diagnosed with secondary liver cancer.
I chatted to a charming couple in the cafe – she was relocating to Manhattan to work as a pastor in a deprived area. He was older and retired.
I was so engrossed in the conversation that I hadn’t realised that Alfie had someone got away from my chair where I had linked his lead.
Running to the next courtyard I found him chomping very enthusiastically and happily on spelt grass. I figured that it would not have done him any harm and when I googled ‘dogs and spelt’ I found that, just like with humans, spelt is good for dogs.
I shall be getting some spelt seeds to grow – I think I have found the ‘dog-nip’ equivalent to ‘cat-nip’!
Alfie is very adaptable – I drag him here and there on buses and the subway and he just takes it in his stride, always gathering a posse of admirers wherever he goes. He seemed to enjoy being in the Cloisters with its calm atmosphere, as I did.
Very time I come to New York I discover another gem – and this is definitely one!
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