Tonight BC and I saw Jude Law as Hamlet on Broadway. His interpretation was laced with humor and intelligence, his madness with method… the set was minimal, dark, with occasional bolts of fabric piercing the frame dramatically, shafts of light defined by foggy mists… Ophelia’s voice was like an audio version of a pre-Raphaelite painting, floral and soft, just lovely. Ah… what a satisfying evening of theater!
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We’ve been being very touristy, taking the Staten Island Ferry this morning after viewing an exhibition on the history of the Dutch presence in New York. We enjoyed the best falafel sandwich down near Wall Street, from a halal street cart, run by a husband and wife team, so proud of their falafel they kept shoveling steaming balls of it at us. I want to stay in their cart next time I’m in town. Yesterday we took a long walk along the West Street, on the new Hudson River Greenway, which has been landscaped with very bold strokes of plant material and texture. There are so many new buildings along the walk, too, most really interestingly nestled into the cityscape playing with form and glass and color.
Chrissy and I ate dinner last night at Becco, Lidia Mattichio Bastianich’s restaurant in the theater district. The lamb Osso Bucco that I ordered was from some big ass lamb, oh my god, I sucked all the marrow out and licked the bone, it was so succulently lip-smackingly delicious.
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