Wednesday, June 27, 2012
Silk Road is blooming under our interesting skies. This was yesterday evening. Today is transparently blue.
I am taking a break from writing and obsessively photographing everything I cook - well, no, that part's not true - and am preparing not one but two picnics for tomorrow. A rough 'n ready picnic that can travel on a subway and train and in hand, to carry out to Dead Horse Bay with Ellen, who has never been there (she is bringing elderflower champagne) - I thought the champagne warranted cucumber sandwiches, and I have a couple ripening on the roof. And then a more elegant and fullblown one for tomorrow evening at Pier One, Brooklyn Bridge Park with the lovely Stephen Orr and his partner, Chad.
Now I'm off to have my hair snipped for summer. An hour in a chair with a little shoulder massage from Izumi (the best part) will give me time to figure out picnic menus.