The Unbearable Banishment: hello, stranger. i believe we've met.

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

hello, stranger. i believe we've met.

Mrs. Wife won a night in Brooklyn at a charity auction. Nope, that’s not a typo. We dumped the kiddies at the in-laws and stayed at the Brooklyn Marriott, which is a beautiful hotel in downtown Brooklyn. In addition to the hotel, we dined at The River Café. I sat across the table from Mrs. Wife and soaked in our solitude. We are usually flanked by a 3-year old and 7-year old who feel it necessary to fill in every quiet moment with dialogue.

The River Café is one of the most elegant restaurants in town (although it’s a bit of a tourist trap). I had to wear a jacket, which isn't terribly comfortable in July. Fortunately, I clean-up quite nicely, if I do say so myself. It’s located at the base of the Brooklyn Bridge on the East River and overlooks the southern tip of Manhattan. There’s a panoramic view of the bridge (an architectural masterpiece) and off to the left is the Lady in the Harbor. I had a duck breast that melted in my mouth. Dinner for two with drinks and tip: $275.

I looked across the river at the big hole in the sky where the World Trade Center used to be. It dominated the skyline. A lot of architect snobs didn’t like the twin towers, but I did. They were the first thing I spotted when flying or driving home. They were my beacon. Now, the skyline looks a bit more pedestrian. I miss them.

We took an after dinner sunset walk on the Brooklyn Bridge. The Bridge has a beautiful promenade. Anyone who visits should make the effort to walk from Brooklyn to Manhattan. It’s something to see, that’s for sure.

As regular readers know, I love The Daughters. But it was nice to walk without them, hand in hand with my bride, in the city we use to own.

All the folks in Manhattan are sad
'cause they look at her and wish they had

The good old Brooklyn Bridge

For brunch I had baked eggs at Bocca Lupo, a swell little cafe in Cobble Hill. I didn't know you could bake eggs but here they are. Were.



Anonymous Anonymous said...

it's hard to have an uninterrupted conversation after years of interruption! sounds lovely!

July 21, 2009 at 7:42 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Oh I love baked eggs. In Burgundy an ages old specialty is oeufs en meurette--eggs baked in red wine. Shoot-- now I'll be thinking about that all day.

July 21, 2009 at 8:29 AM  
Blogger Cat said...

Sounds like a great time.

July 21, 2009 at 11:39 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I remember the first time we came to see you in NYC, you made us get up early so we could walk the bridge from one end to the other for some awesome sunrise photos. You are right no matter how short the visit is one must make time to do this.
As for the get-a-way, I love my girls and even at the age of 22 and 18 I like to leave them at home occasionally that my brother will never change!

July 21, 2009 at 12:23 PM  
Blogger Ellie said...

We only have a dog, and the Man and I still cherish our quiet time. Important stuff it is.

July 21, 2009 at 6:01 PM  
Blogger The Unbearable Banishment said...

Daisy: We use to live like this all the time!

HIF: They set the casserole dish in front of me and I was scared but do you know what? They were delicious!

Cat: I recommend it for all.

MT: C'mon back and we'll do it again. That bridge isn't going anywhere.

Ellie: Don't take it for granted. And, yes, Robin is still with Howard.

July 21, 2009 at 9:50 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Sounds like a nice time was had by all. Especially the grown ups.

July 22, 2009 at 1:03 AM  
Anonymous mstngsal22 said...

Wow - that's way more expensive than Wendy's.
Nothing works to reconnect a couple like a get away does, even if it's just for a night. Getting a couple of great meals in you and enjoying some peaceful conversation with nothing to worry about other than your OWN silverware, your OWN glass,and not even checking to see if there's a kid's offering on the menu? Priceless.

July 22, 2009 at 6:06 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

the ranchos huevos I used to eat in nyc had baked eggs in them

July 22, 2009 at 9:08 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

It is nice to shake the offspring and get back to basics from time to time.

July 22, 2009 at 10:20 PM  
Blogger Please Don't Eat With Your Mouth Open said...

I kept meaning to comment on this, I liked this post.

I like it when parents get to not be parents for a bit.

July 24, 2009 at 4:52 AM  

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