Rode the F train to West 4th Street, to meet everyone @ old-time Trattoria Spaghetto, an Italian restaurant we love on Bleecker Street in the West Village. But H. and Fig were late driving in from NJ and Floridians Mary Jane, Tony and Marissa got lost taking the subway downtown, so I had a half hour to kill. I walked over to the next block...Downing Street, to my delight.
As I've written before, that's where Dad was born...where his young Italian immigrant parents had their three boys, Anthony, Aldo and John.....I walked over and looked at their building [the lobby is refurbished], at the place where Dad's cousin had his plumbing company [beautifully renovated into another business now] and of course, to the former horse stable with the magestic stone horse's head. Al, look, Dad said. The horse's head!***
I stood in the dark looking up at the horse's head near 7 P.M. as people returned from work, talked on their cells, put the garbage out, walked their dogs, strolled arm in arm, hurried to meet their friends. I looked up into the windows of the apartment building, thinking about my grandparents. Then I called my cousin Linda and Sis, to talk to them about where I was. I didn't have my cousin Judi's number, so I asked Sis to text her....
Dinner at Spaghetto was so fine....I had chicken parmigiana; came with a side of ziti....my meal was better than ever. Mary Jane always wants to go to Rocco's Pastry Shop right up Bleecker for espresso and cannoli after dinner. Tonight, the cannolis were exceptional. The filling was so fresh, creamy, luscious and abundant.....omigosh, so good. H. and I split a small one. Figgy had one with a chocolate-dipped shell. And we had a few pignoli cookies, H.'s favorite.
Good night.
***According to forgotten-ny.com, "on this 1909 Bromley atlas plate of Downing Street notice several dwellings lining the street that are marked with X’s. In the legend, an X means a stable or garage. Thus we can determine that Downing Street once served in large part as a place to stable horses. Carmine Street, one block north, is quite wide and Downing Street likely served the businesses and homes there."
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As I've written before, that's where Dad was born...where his young Italian immigrant parents had their three boys, Anthony, Aldo and John.....I walked over and looked at their building [the lobby is refurbished], at the place where Dad's cousin had his plumbing company [beautifully renovated into another business now] and of course, to the former horse stable with the magestic stone horse's head. Al, look, Dad said. The horse's head!***
I stood in the dark looking up at the horse's head near 7 P.M. as people returned from work, talked on their cells, put the garbage out, walked their dogs, strolled arm in arm, hurried to meet their friends. I looked up into the windows of the apartment building, thinking about my grandparents. Then I called my cousin Linda and Sis, to talk to them about where I was. I didn't have my cousin Judi's number, so I asked Sis to text her....
Dinner at Spaghetto was so fine....I had chicken parmigiana; came with a side of ziti....my meal was better than ever. Mary Jane always wants to go to Rocco's Pastry Shop right up Bleecker for espresso and cannoli after dinner. Tonight, the cannolis were exceptional. The filling was so fresh, creamy, luscious and abundant.....omigosh, so good. H. and I split a small one. Figgy had one with a chocolate-dipped shell. And we had a few pignoli cookies, H.'s favorite.
Good night.
***According to forgotten-ny.com, "on this 1909 Bromley atlas plate of Downing Street notice several dwellings lining the street that are marked with X’s. In the legend, an X means a stable or garage. Thus we can determine that Downing Street once served in large part as a place to stable horses. Carmine Street, one block north, is quite wide and Downing Street likely served the businesses and homes there."
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- Boot camp in the soccer dome. Lots of jogging and jumping.
- Walked around the city [and up and down subway stairs].
- Saw my friend Celia.
- Good amount of ice water.
- I liked getting in touch with Mom's and Dad's history--hers at the library, his on Downing Street.
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Glad you had a lovely rest of the day. So nice to see you, as always!
ReplyDeleteI loved seeing you, Celia! thanks for meeting love alice
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