***BEFORE I say anything, I must say I have borrowed without asking some photos from those who DID make the effort to take them…………. Thanks in advance to these bloggers, all mentioned and linked later, Tater, Father Tony, Tony P. After all, there are very few pictures here. I wish I had 3 dozen in this Memory scrapbook. It was a great time. Here’s how friday played out.
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Tater’s encouragement helped us decide to make this trip. Fabulous photographer, writer, a warm loving human. I can see why everybody love’s Tater:
**In fact, the picture was taken by Tater.
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Ah. What great good a little rest gives on. Especially here in in David & Gregâ€™s quiet spot….even heavy draperies to make us think weâ€™re still on West Coast time.
It RAINED ALL DAY! Windy! Cool, high reaching only into the low 50â€™s! Did WE bring this weather from Oregon? I guess not……Oregon is having temps near 90 for the first time this year while WE are out here.
So.. We saddle up, easy over to the subway, on the â€œAâ€ line up to 28th and then walk back to Irving, circle around beautiful Gramercy Park, a private park. ONLY residents living around it have keys to get in. I suppose that was the only they could clear out the drug traffic that went on in there for a few years. Anyway……we come to â€œCasa Monoâ€, a tapas restaurant where â€œRGâ€ comes out to greet us. This is yet another â€œcelebrityâ€ restaurant. Mario Batali owns this Spanish venue …… among his other ventures.
Soon weâ€™re joined by Tony and true Gourmet: Stache, then Tater, and lastly, â€œFather Tonyâ€ from new York.
**I am still trying to find the pictures from that lunch……………
We enjoy a leisurely and $$$$ lunch here sharing all the Tapas dishes weâ€™d ordered plus shared desserts. Through this time, we see that all these east coast based bloggers are already acquainted, and have common threads established to continue those friendships through the weekend. Still, we really have enjoyed meeting them, and weâ€™ll see what happens at the official â€œMeet and Greetâ€ tonight at the HP Lounge in Hellâ€™s Kitchen. Thereâ€™s no reason to expect our new acquaintances will not be just as welcoming to us tonight as they were through our lunch time together. It was a great lunch, and gave Rodger & I hope that the evening social construct wouldn’t be any different.
Still spitting rain at 8:00 pm, we wander over to the Subway to ride up to the HK. We get in the door, and see several people we recognized from their Internet blogs. The next 3 hours went by in one quick instant. This was a fabulous experience meeting writers and characters in a most real way. Without exception, everyone we met seemed worth knowing.
In addition to the new acquaintances/friendships begun at lunch, there were many very Memorable, at least for our personalities, bloggers we met here that included names below, and is not inclusive….of everyone we met:
The organizers of this event.
First, Little David , …..David’s blog is a worthy read if you’re thinking of going to NY. David’s a great guy, and IS the one who is responsible for our staying up very late every evening. No, we weren’t invited over to his place…..HE sent us to Marie’s Crisis (more below on that subject).
Above: Father Tony, Joe-My-God, and Chris.
The Farm Boyz made up of Father Tony and 25 year partner Chris. A class act, these guys took time to took all their fans wanted, and there were lots of fans. I am sorry we didn’t get to spend more time with them both.
**Aaron currently is writing his own blog plus filling in asking the right questions for a huge blog writer and chronicler of current gay newsworthy events:
Joe My God.
Bill Hawley –
**I HAD to tell Bill an old HS idol of mine was a “Hawley.” Frank Hawley was our school’s big stud (in my older brothers class)…so the name Hawley meant something to ME…hah. BILL IS GREAT talking with and we spent time with him on Saturday as well. I do hope we get to meet again………
Mike, of Mike in Middle Ages. Mike’s another very pleasant guy we talked to a lot.
Atari Age from Boston. A super intelligent handsome and shy man quick to easily banter with you, and slow to open up. A great genuine guy.
Stache, of the Spamwise Chronicles. Stache is the great guy who set up our first lunch meeting at Casa Mono. If you have any inkling to investigate how vegetarian food can be beautiful, visit Stache’s page. He explains and shows it all beautifully to you.
Gavin of Y-oh-Y is currently living upstate NY and is caretaker to his Mom, an Alzheimer Patient.
IF you visit his blog, click on the Alzheimer pages. Gavin is truly doing a public service for a lot of people who are finding out just what kind of sacrifice this means. This becomes an effort for all involved. Gavin is someone we do hope to meet again in the future, no question.
Homer, another westerner, traveled from Tucson, AZ. Homer is an archaeologist and a fascinating down to earth fascinating man. He just may visit us later this summer for the expressed purpose of making my Grandma’s Dill Pickles with one variation—OUR adding one habanero pepper to each jar.
And there were MORE people………but I must move on……..
While talking with great interest to theater blogger Little David , we made our adventure (mistake or not???) of the night when he told us about his favorite theater piano bar….and it was not Mamas. “Mama’s is so yesterday.”……………………….
So although weâ€™d had a full and complete evening of drinking and entertainment, we decided that â€œMarieâ€™s Crisisâ€ (see below)
was a worthy stop on Grove street in the Village because, you know, â€œWell hey….itâ€™s ON the way back to the apartment.â€ We found this tiny spot on the strait with a tiny sign pointing into a place you step down into. I was completely taken and astounded on entering. The place was packed, I tell you packed with theater kids ALL singing the theater pieces.
DEXTER, above, the piano player for many years, was masterfully playing and quasi directing in his own way. This was a complete New York experience.
It was all fine until we realized we had arrived back home at 4:30 am. Woops Saturday morning began in a decidedly slow manner. We werenâ€™t really awake until about 11:00 and had the big blogger gathering to get to in Central Park by 2:00.
THIS Reference from CrashandByrne.blogspot on the History of Marie’s Crisis:
Back in 1809, Thomas Paine died in a house on the spot that now houses Marie’s Crisis (the current building dates back to 1839). You remember Paine, right? Author of Common Sense, The Rights of Man, and the American Crisis papers (‘These are the times that try men’s souls’). His work was one of the main reasons America split from England.
Fast forward. Marie Dumont starts a bar in the basement of the building. She names it Marie’s Crisis Cafe because it’s in the building (or rather on the site of the original building) where Paine wrote much of the American Crisis papers.
This goes a long way toward explaining the mirror over the bar that features a decidedly revolutionary theme.
And so we are in bed at 0400 hours awaiting the main Blogger Gathering in Central Park just a few hours away. Sleep.