The next morning we ate a very decent breakfast at a cafe called Flames and I tried to imagine Jerry Seinfeld and Jason Alexander walking through the door.
My body had not fully recovered from yesterday's flight but Sam was patient with my not-up-to-speed-city-walking-gait. I had to stop to look up at the buildings. I had to stop to window shop. I had to stop to take pictures!
The goal was to see the Museum of Modern Art before we had to drive out to Long Island for the wedding we were attending that night. The museum’s collections exceeded my expectations and I thrilled to what my eyes beheld.
Here is a lovely wrought iron grill.
Not terribly hungry but needing to sit for a bit, we took a break in the Museum Cafe and were impressed by the offerings. I had a glass of Prosecco and shared a buttermilk raspberry panna cotta topped with juicy concord grapes. Sam had a cappuccino. I neglected to photograph what we ate and took a picture of what we could have eaten had we been hungry.
Now for some art:
This is an interesting brass and silver rendition called "glass of absinthe" by Picasso. Note the special spoon. It holds the cube of sugar that one would pour the potent liquid through to sweeten the brew.
Kandinsky convince me? You bet!
That's me peering through a crazy cracked window of modern art.
Care for a cuppa?
Sparkly tinsel chandelier and a solid wood dream of a table
We ended our tour and walked to Avis to pick up our car. After picking up our luggage at the hotel, we entered the midtown tunnel and made way for Jericho on Long Island.
Part three is still to come...