Mom and Dad's Halloween Visit
Oh brother, to say I have fallen behind on my blogging would certainly be an understatement. Please accept this post about Mom and Dad visiting in October as a little bit of a catch up.
OCTOBER 29: Mom and Dad DROVE from Chicago because they were going to pick up a bunch of Greg’s stuff. They got to my place in the late morning and then, after they settled in, we enjoyed a Chinese take-out lunch.
After my workday ended, I walked through Midtown to meet up with Mom, Dad and Jeff at Empellon for some fancy tacos, wild desserts, and lively conversation.
After dinner, Jeff and I dropped Mom and Dad off to see Dune and went over the Festus’s Halloween party
OCTOBER 30: What’s the point of driving to the city if you can’t use your car to leave the city while you’re there? Saturday we drove out to Storm King and had a great walkaround looking at all that gigantic art. Even members of our party who were unsure about what they were getting themselves into found themselves liking it quite a bit, if I may say so myself. After our Storm King time we went and had a great dinner at a suburban Parm and payed a visit to Ikea, but by then my battery had died so, sorry, no pictures of me in heaven eating fried shrimp at Parm.
OCTOBER 31: Kicked our Halloween off with brunch at Anton’s in the West Village, the “new concept” inside what used to be the West Village Frankie’s. And this is what I have to say about this “new concept” — What a concept! To open a restaurant that is very extremely good! We all had a great time.
After that? Church. And after that? A slightly Halloween-y Linger Longer. And after that, a walk through the Village, which was getting all ready for the Halloween parade. Had never considered that one of the major perks of living in a Greenwich Village Gold Coast townhouse is sitting on your stoop and handing out candy to Trick or Treaters. AND after that? A very nice pasta dinner at Rezdora. Very, very nice. NYC meals with your folks are back!
NOVEMBER 1: All great things must come to a temporary end, so Monday morning I saw Mom and Dad off as they headed to their Main Event: packing up the car with Greg’s stuff. By the afternoon I had received word that they succeeded in this endeavor and then the next day they were safe and sound, back in Oak Park once more.