After a superb dinner at the NY outpost of Iron Chef Masaharu Morimoto, I realized we were only a block from the just-opened High Line park. It was really amazing to see this innovative park which renovated a decades-long defunct elevated railway into a park as dusk settled on Manhattan. I hope to come back soon to see it in daylight as well.
Yes, we experienced an early Summer as we headed down to visit my mom in mid-June. Sam’s current obsession with battles, forts and the like led us out to Fort Pulaski which I love, then my own cravings for fresh-off-the-boat seafood took us to The Crab Shack. Ah, I remember when they had all of ten tables and no kitsch. Finally, we went to the ultimate tourist attraction – The Pirate’s House. Again, influenced by Sam’s biggest fascination these days, that was a big hit. And the food was not as bad as I feared. I think that was due to the large mug (shaped like a skull, ‘natch) of Chatham Artillery Punch.
Joel and Rachel were the usual hosts with the most this past Memorial Day. I don’t think I’ve had a cocktail that early in the day in a long time. Or was that a high-gravity beer? I can’t remember now. But we had an awesome time as usual. And got some terribly cute photos of Mira and Noah hanging out, too.
It had been a while since we’d embarked on a Zoo Atlanta excursion.