July 1, 2012


       —Lovin Spoonful

Hot town, summer in the city
Back of my neck getting burnt and gritty 
Been down, isn't it a pity 
Doesn't seem to be a shadow in the city 
All around, people looking half dead 
Walking on the sidewalk, hotter than a match head. ...
Summer in the City, 16th St at 9th Ave and 97º. 

A very hot Saturday morning in the city. I planned to make my way through the Chelsea Market, pick up something for lunch and an iced coffee, and head out the back entrance of this long snaking passage to the High Line, find a spot to eat and then take some pics. Once I got inside, enveloped by the dark and cool, invited by the little tables to sit and have a bite, the idea of going back out into the intense heat that was Summer in the City simply evaporated. I got a sandwich from Amy's Bread, a favorite reliable standby, an Iced coffee at Ninth Street Expresso—enjoyed lunch in the cool, and headed home. Not my best effort, not my best pics, but a blog is a blog is a blog and needs to be kept up—this is it for now. 

Oh yes—and a peanut butter chocolate-chip cookie from Jacques Torres Chocolate.

Ordering Iced Coffee, Ninth Street Espresso, Chelsea Market.