Showing posts with label mother's day. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mother's day. Show all posts

Monday, May 11, 2026

monday mother's day with korrina and theatre photos from morgan

korrina came over to celebrate mother's day with chanda and i as she had worked all day yesterday (they did brunch and dinner and it was rather exhausting, she said).

it was nice to see her and we had food from moustache that i had picked up.

she and chanda picked out some very pretty roses for me.

one of my favorite desserts . . baklava.

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morgan has been working sound and lights for a friend's play (sebastian) that is in the peckham fringe festival. it's a one person show and runs about an hour and a half. they have two nights in the very nice canada water theatre, just east of southwark.


Sunday, May 10, 2026

sunday (mother's day)

we were out early in the morning to drive to the hospital in manhasset again. we first picked deychen up in brooklyn as she wanted to come along. it was so nice to have her and we talked over coffee and pastry in the hospital's little cafe while waiting for our friends to wake from a nap.

afterwards (and after we dropped deychen deychen home again), chanda, greg and i went out to eat at ayat in the east village.

we first stopped at abraço . . 

for their delicious frappe and olive oil cake.

walking past thompkins square where there was a concert going on . . 



special drinks at ayat (mint lemonade and hibiscus) . . 

and the amazing food . . 




there are so many beautiful gardens and trees in the east village . . it was fun walking through the neighborhood.



kathy sent photos of her day with warren and adam:

they first saw a play in hartford . . 

and then biked along the rail trail . . 

beautiful spring greenery!

Sunday, May 11, 2025

sunday morning poem and mother's day brunch

 

a hymn to the evening

soon as the sun forsook the eastern main
the pealing thunder shook the heav'nly plain;
majestic grandeur! from the zephyr's wing,
exhales the incense of the blooming spring.
soft purl the streams, the birds renew their notes,
and through the air their mingled music floats.
through all the heav'ns what beauteous dies are spread!
but the west glories in the deepest red:
so may our breasts with ev'ry virtue glow,
the living temples of our God below!
fill'd with the praise of him who gives the light,
and draws the sable curtains of the night,
let placid slumbers sooth each weary mind,
at morn to wake more heav'nly, more refin'd;
so shall the labours of the day begin
more pure, more guarded from the snares of sin.
night's leaden sceptre seals my drowsy eyes,
then cease, my song, till fair Aurora rise.


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korrina joined us for a mother's day brunch.

greg made the eggs, korrina the tomatoes and i think chanda put the potato nuggets in the oven.

korrina and chanda also supplied the cupcakes . . 

our latest projects . . 

this is a beautiful mohair sweater begun a number of years ago with yarn from the farmer's daughter.

chanda went off to study and work on her final presentations while greg, korrina and i walked along the river to the new food court and community space at pier 57.

even though it's such an enormous space, korrina ran into her good friend amanda who is working as a chef for a special show kitchen and educational space for the james beard foundation. she also saw two other friends from her river park days. i always hear so much about amanda so it was nice to meet her.

we also wandered over to chelsea market and pearl river . . 

before saying good-bye and heading our separate ways. it was a lovely day and i even was able to speak with morgan in london later on in the afternoon (they were having a homemade pizza for dinner).

the dough was either from sainsbury or whole foods and they added, onion, corn and potato.

Sunday, May 12, 2024

mother's day and a tenement museum tour

 

ode to may

queen of months, supremely fair,
cloth'd with garments rich and rare,
none in beauty can compare
with thee, sweet may.

lovely month, thou bringest mirth,
spreadest sweetness o'er the earth,
causest nature to give birth
to fruits and flowers.

thou art lov'd by young and old,
joys for each thou dost unfold;
never shall our hearts grow cold
to thee, sweet may.

by peter burn, 1877

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greg made us a breakfast of grits (or polenta, depending on whether you are looking at it from an american southern tradition or an italian tradition) which we had with butter, lemon and parmesan (well, greg had hot sauce instead of the parmesan). we also read the poem "the raincoat" from poet laureate ada limon's book the carrying.

afterwards, we walked along bedford street to houston . .

and met korrina at lafayette to walk together to the tenement museum . .

we were trying to make a 2 pm tour and had to walk quickly . . 


but since one of us hadn't had her coffee yet, we stopped at a cafe along the way . . 

meeting our guide kojo for the tour titled "a union of hope," about the moore family, black new yorkers who lived several blocks west on laurens street in soho . . 

admiring the stairway and bannister which has seen many friends and family members tread its steps since it was built in 1863. many things have changed about the building, but the stairway and bannister have remained the same. kojo had us imagine past residents hauling their water from the outdoor pump up to the floor they lived on. he also pointed out that when it was first built, there would not have been lighting along the hallways once it was dark outside.


they have left several rooms bare so visitors can see the different layers of paint and wallpaper that have been used over the wood slats and brick underlayer throughout the years.



possible artifacts the moores would have had in their home: three small books, two of which were titled a midsummer night's dream, and speeches and addresses, by abraham lincoln; a magnifying glass to read the small print in the books; two glass perfume bottles; a spoon; and a chain coin purse.

above is a copy of the census record with information about the moores, superimposed over a map of the street they lived on which was in the 8th ward area of nyc, now soho.


they lived in a rear tenement overlooking a courtyard. joseph was a waiter and later on, a coachman, while rachel took care of the home. they lived with rachel's sister-in-law (a dress maker) from a first marriage and a washerwoman from ireland and her 14 year old son.

looking out on tenements still being lived in . . and modern apartments rising behind them.


a map of the city block they lived on . . 



the iron stove rachel would have cooked on, with the foot warmer on its left that joseph would have heated and placed at his feet when driving the horse and carriage on a cold day.






(photo taken by korrina)




i actually have a brass candleholder very similar to this one . . and also similar knitted napkins/wash cloths!

my mother for many years had a pitcher and wash basin that was her mother's, sitting on her bedroom dresser. (would they have saved water from the day before to wash up in, or would they have fetched it just that morning when waking?)

our tour guide is holding up a photo of joseph moore's uncle, aaron huff . . 

and a photo of the great, great, great, great granddaughter of aaron huff.


you can read more about the moore family on the tenement museum's website.

leaving the exhibit . .

via the back stairway . . 



climbing back down . . 

into the 21st century . . 



afterwards, we had to find the remnants of laurens street, which is now west broadway, so we walked west to soho . . 

to grand street between west broadway and thompson. the rear tenements could have been hidden somewhere in this little dog park of the grand hyatt hotel . .

walking around the block to thompson street . . 

20 thompson . . to the right was a roman catholic church, as shown on the map several photos above. the tenement museum website states that the moore family attended mass at st. anthony's church . . was this the church on thompson street? 

or are they referring to st. anthony of padua whose parish was located on sullivan street a few blocks north?

i wonder . . 

afterwards at our favorite restaurant . . 

saffron rice pudding and baklava . . 



heading home . . it was such a fun day.