Weekend Update: Off Kilter

The weekend was a smash - Friday night Leaving Drinks here*, followed, somewhat inexplicably by bbq here (four martinis and a rye and ginger will do that to a girl), and then home to bed.

Woke up surprisingly well and headed back to Citi Field for (another) Mets game - this one sunny and super fast, but at least they won. Note: They are checking everyone's ID every time, so don't leave it at your seat. The good news about the game's speedy conclusion was that we weren't panicked as we changed for dinner at Insieme (good, but a little on the salty side, again), and Impressionism.

You'd think Jeremy Irons and Joan Allen could do no wrong, and while Irons was excellent, Allen was brittle and not well directed. The material was really at fault. I've read there was much last minute work on the production, including cutting a number of the flashback sequences, but the three or four excellent moments were not enough to sustain an entire play, and the multi-media was distracting. Of course, the tourist-heavy audience applauded effusively when the principals appeared at the start, and gave them a standing O at the end. Our seats were heavenly, but I can't recommend it.

We popped into Flute for a glass of champagne (whilst the champagne was excellent, the music was loud and inappropriate) and then walked from Times Square to the Upper East 90's. It was a gorgeous night to dawdle up the Park under the cherry trees.

The next morning saw a far-too-early brunch at Paradou (where too early means before they can legally serve champagne, at least when we sat down) and then an afternoon of wandering and sipping prosecco at various west side establishments with sidewalk patios.

It doesn't get much better.


* although /actual/ Leaving has been postponed until sometime in late May/June, Drinks were already on everyone's calendar, so what the heck, cocktails never hurt anyone)