I've just come back from New York, where as always I had a wonderful time. It would be difficult not to enjoy being there, given that I spend my visits inhabiting the rôle of a woman of leisure.
What I prefer to do with my time is to eat a lot, shop a bit, and sit in public places and read. New York is a superior place in which to do these things, and I did them with a vigorous lack of vigor, which is just what I like best.
The routine is that Snark goes there every now and then for his job, and works very hard while he is there. Schedule permitting, I tag along for a day and a half at one end of a week, cavalierly leaving all work behind and doing absolutely nothing of any use whatsoever, not even trying to make plans with people because I am so lazy and will be there so briefly.
This is lovely, though I sometimes forget, wishful-thinkingly, that it is not really sustainable, subsidized as it is by the less glamorous wage-paying responsibilities and low rent that characterize my ordinary life here in Assuredly Not New York. I could not take up swanning about full time just by being there full time, unfortunately. I would also miss having a kitchen that was not the size of a postage stamp, I suppose.
I wanted very much to steal this menu:
But there was only one. They reproduce it on their website, in any case.
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