And there was that one guy skateboarding across:
Oh! I was ravenous when I got to the other side:
I craved sustenance:
And I found a comfortable little corner:
In an old favorite place:
Where I ate, among other things, a fig:
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I didn't realize you could walk across that bridge! So in theory one could walk to work?
Good pics--they show a micro view of the Big Apple and environs.
I didn't realize you could walk across that bridge!
Cars didn't exist when they built it. Will they exist when they take it down?
I don't recognize any of the food.
Since I live and work in Brooklyn, I don't need the bridge to walk to work, and I always walk to work. I've walked over the bridge many times, just for fun and exercise. There are crowds of people up there at all hours. Tourists, locals... it's a major NY attraction.
The food there is just a salad. Lettuce, apple, gorgonzola cheese... and fig.
Ahhh, this is what I most enjoy about your blog - the pics of food, people and places on your travels. It's always a welcome break...Thanks.
Ooh! I recognize that pup on the wall. Love that restaurant, Ann - it's on my streetcorner!
A great blog item. Thanks!
Sharky!
...you know, I forgot just how booze-friendly an old metropolitan city can be.
As a Brit, the first thing that strikes you when you come to the USA, is that people drink a heck of a lot less here, and moreover, are expected to drink less, by socially unspoken pressure.
I can count the amount of times I've seen a similar "beer or wine" sign here in South Florida. And they were both in rougher sections of Miami.
Cheers,
Victoria
Ann, have you eaten pizza at Lombardi's on Spring St.? Lombardi's opened in 1897 and claims to be the first pizza restaurant in the U.S.
If you've not been there, would you consider a meal, some photos and a blog entry?
Great pizza!
http://www.firstpizza.com/home.html
and fig
Jean Shepherd long ago told something that will make you, he said, never feel the same way about the fig.
A fig wasp enters the fig blossom in the usual way of insects and blossoms, but does not leave.
I don't care a fig.
Ann, what side are you walking toward in the first picture?
Given that she said it's afternoon, you should be able to tell from the shadows.
..which would mean walking towards Manhattan.
Ahhh! That meteorology training comes in handy.
Actually, that was Boy Scout training. Don't remember which merit badge it was for, though.
Blogger Ann Althouse said...
I don't care a fig.
It lacks the oompth that saying one doesn't give a Gorgonzola, but terser!
Orienteering.
Sushi marketing to Central Ohio, now taken to the next level.
The sushi bar itself, as busy as usual.
Note the ``World Cheeses'' sign.
I don't think they really expect to sell any, but it's more for image. You don't find Kroger's world class at Costco, it says.
It's just that nobody buys any.
Made fresh daily.
Was there a Cloverfield by the bridge last night?
FYI: The fig is the first fruit mentioned in the bible.
In the 70s and most of the 80s, walking the Brooklyn Bridge was considered highly dangerous due to black thugs. Especially for a single white woman.
People being able to once again walk the Bridge reasonably free of fear- is probably one of the best tests of NYC again being a livable City.
Cedarford, I worked in the federal courthouse and Wall Street lived in Park Slope in the early 80s and I never heard that. People walked across the bridge back then.
"...black thugs..."
"...I never heard that."
Hmm... Did you hear African-American thugs?
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