I'd like to welcome my sister Fran to the online world. She got hooked to the Internet this past week. I know once she gets familiar with it, she will love it. I'm waiting to give her a tour of my favorite websites.
Ken managed to drop himself flat on his back in the creek that lies between our house and the campus this week. He was walking to see the exhibit at the Dorsky Museum and thought the path through the woods was too boring. Ever the Sacajawea, entered the woods at the wide part. It was wet, but he's creative. Then he came to the creek, which is much wider at that point than at the path. He found a branch that he thought he'd use to pole vault over it. Of course, it broke, and down he went, feet and arms akimbo. He was wet through and through, although he saved his phone and was close enough to home to get dry clothes. He then came back to campus too late to see the exhibit, which closed that day. He came up to my office laughing about his adventure, but I was ever the scold and only envisioned what could have happened and thankfully did not. As he says, I was never a boy.
April is a busy month at a college and this April is no exception. There is the bad kind of busy - the endless conversation and documentation about our financial crisis and the decisions we have made to weather it. And then there is the good kind of busy - the wrapping up of the semester by students with performances. I am lucky enough to be involved in two kinds of student performances. I am one of two dramaturgs with the Theater Department's production of Blood Wedding, the Frederico Garcia Lorca play about a very bad wedding day. I actually made my TV debut on the local On Campus show, talking with the talented director Anita Gonzalez. I am also organizing and will moderate a panel of faculty and a student about the play before the production on April 19. I am among the altos in the Community College Chorale's performance of the Brahms' German Requiem on April 26 at St. Joseph's Church in New Paltz. This is BIG, MAJOR choral music and I am loving singing it. To say that I am lucky to have these opportunities is about the biggest understatement of all times. If you are a New York reader, get thee to one of these occasions. Kathy is coming in from Michigan for the German Requiem.
To cycle back to New York City, I must say a word about B & H Dairy. It is a restaurant in the East Village that we found through our research into vegetarian places. It is vegetarian/vegan, with the addition of a few fish items. It was Jewish, I'm sure, but now its staffers, at least, are the New York polyglot of Latino and eastern European, all lively and visibly hard working. It is a long skinny place with a counter and one four top table and maybe five tables for two. The distance between the counter and the grill/working spaces may be enough for a man to stand sidewise, but probably not. I cannot move along the back of the customers at the counter without banging into them. It is cheap and very tasty, with 5 vegetarian soups, the most fabulous potatoes. We've eaten mostly breakfast there and lunch yesterday: two bowls of soup, a serving of mac and cheese and the biggest egg salad sandwich you have ever seen and a glass of freshly brewed iced tea. The bill: $15. No joke. I want to come back again and again to eat everything on the menu, which includes veggies in cabbage leaves. It's a place that my sisters Fran and Midge would love.
So Happy Easter to all of you. I hope the bunny is good to you.
