…which means fireworks, right? Details. But don’t you hear Aunt Bethany singing that on Christmas Vacation every time you read those words? No? Only me? Ah well.
Anyway. Guido, Melissa and I ventured into the city again on the 4th and let me tell you – if you want to see a ghost town – go on the 4th of July. Other than the fact nothing was open. But it was lovely…no traffic at all. We decided to visit where else…the Guggenheim museum, for some culture and to keep dry.
illegally taking sneaking some photos of some of my favorite pieces, we left for the High Line in the Meatpacking district. I really must go there every time I’m in the city. By this point, the sun was shining and so we said – time for cocktails. The Standard Grill made some mean mixed drinks which we sipped before going right above the building to the park in the sky. The High Line really does serve as a perfect photo shoot spot. We captured some fantastic shots of the city…and maybe a new headshot for my blog. Because priorities.
Dinner was at my ultimate favorite – Buddakan. I can’t even tell you how good the food was because I cannot come close to doing it justice. I’ll just say that if you don’t order the pork belly when you go there, I will smack you.
And then we ventured back home because the nanny had an end time. Not to worry – we captured some fireworks shots (too many) – complete with an amazing view of the Freedom Tower from Red Hook. Doesn’t get more American then that, folks. Not. at. all.
What did you do for the holiday? Shoot some guns? Roast some marshmallows? BBQ your face off? Do tell.
Tomorrow I promise I’ll wrap up Brooklyn Visit 2014 with a trip to where else, the dirty Jerz. Just kidding, it’s not dirty. At least not where we went.