New York City Crohn’s and Colitis Foundation Day #4 “I Hate This Hotel, I Need Some Horse” 3/26/19

Alright, maybe hate is too strong of a word but this place (Westin at Grand Central) is leaving me less than impressed. Typically at Marriott Hotels (Westin is now part of Marriott) they kill you with kindness. I remember being at the JW Marriott in Austin thinking that I had died and gone to heaven. Patrice had all sorts of places she wanted to visit and I didn’t want to leave the hotel. This place has been bad from the beginning. The front desk person was rude at check-in. We asked if we could get a room with a view. The clerk said we could have a view of the Chrysler building. That sounded great. This is what we got.

Not what I had in mind.

The next day at the hotel breakfast I asked the waiter for a mocha and was told “We only have coffee”. On my way out I asked if they had hot chocolate and when I was told that they did I asked if I could get half of a hot chocolate and half of a coffee and essentially make my own mocha? The waiter said I could but the next day when I asked for it he looked at me as if I was crazy, “You want what?”. When I explained I wanted a mocha he said, “Then I will give you a mocha”. But yesterday you told me you only have coffee. “That was yesterday, this is today”. Not the way I like to be treated.

Today we spent the whole day discussing the Crohn’s and Colitis Foundation research grant proposals. Patrice and I are “stakeholders” who review the research proposals and give our opinion from a patient’s (or patient’s caregiver, in our case) point of view. Each proposal is rated prior to the meeting starting. The ones with the lowest ratings are not discussed at the meeting. Patrice and I were each assigned 6 proposals to review. All 6 of hers were discussed, only one of mine made the grade. Obviously we know whose opinion they value around here. One of the scientists came up to Patrice after the meeting and told her that she was the best reviewer. Her presentations were succinct and to the point. Then the scientist glanced at me and said, “Have a nice flight home”.

Tonight we had dinner with an old friend from Iceland. John and his fiancé, LaRae, were dining at the same restaurant in Reykjavik as Patrice and I when we met. They are from the States and live in New York. When we met in Iceland we spoke about all the wonders of Icelandic cuisine, specifically gander, whale, shark and horse. The next night at dinner Patrice and I had a window seat and saw them walking by. We got their attention, and encouraged them to join us. We had just ordered horse and wanted them to have the experience with us. Once you share horse together you are friends for life.

After dinner we saw Keri Russell and Adam Driver in “Burn This”. After seeing “Network” two nights ago we were anxious to see another play. I loved “Network”, wish I could say the same about “Burn This”. Adam Driver was very good but I found the jokes very trite. Lot’s of cheap jokes about gays for one thing. That gets very old very quickly.

Tomorrow we head for home. Next trip will be in a month when we visit Erica in Spain. Yippee!!!!!

New York City Crohn’s and Colitis Foundation Day #3 “Lobster” 3/25/19

I have not adjusted to Eastern time yet and not sure if I am on Pacific or still on Australian time. Whatever time zone I am on doesn’t matter since my usual pattern continues, not getting enough sleep while Patrice sleeps like she is an Olympian sleeper.

Last night we were looking for a place for dinner and Patrice said let’s go to someplace close to the hotel. That sounded good but then she said “How about “Palm Too”, it is very close?”. The last time I remember eating at The Palm in Beverly Hills it was in 1979 to celebrate finally selling my 1974 Fiat. The car was a wreck and I was happy to unload it. As I recall the dinner pretty much wiped out most (if not all) of the money I got from the sale of the car. I asked if the Palm Too was related to the The Palm in Beverly Hills and when I was informed that it was I started to get severe pains in my back pocket where my wallet is stored. I remembered that I still need to convince this woman to travel to Cleveland, Detroit and Milwaukee for baseball so I quickly said, “Sounds great!”.

When we went to the Palm in Beverly Hills we saw Kareem Abdul Jabbar. We saw him again at Palm Too but this time it was just a picture on the wall. No other celebrity sightings except for these guys.

Two orders of 4 pound lobsters.

The menu was great but there was one item that was like a light burning into our retinas and that was of course the lobsters. We had a choice of either 3 or 4 lbs. Patrice opted for the 3 pounder but our waiter said that they only had 4 or 5 lbs to offer us tonight. We both chose the 4 pounders and neither of us were disappointed. We had Brussels sprouts to add something green to the table and were not at all impressed by those guys. I am happy to report that Patrice and I have replaced our search for the perfect bread pudding with a search for the perfect Brussels sprouts. We have declared Masa the winner in the bread pudding search and so far the leaders in the Brussels sprouts derby are Zane’s, The Standing Room, and Tin Roof (the first two are in Hermosa Beach and the later is in Manhattan Beach). The Palm Too had excellent lobster but their BS (Brussels Sprouts) needs some work.

Today Patrice suggested we go for a walk. We heard that the Vessel at Hudson Yards was worth a visit. After 16,000 steps we are back at the hotel. The structure is made of 154 interconnected flights of stairs and almost 2,500 stairs. It just opened days ago (March 15, 2019) and you need to get a timed entrance ticket which is free. I am glad they stagger entrance to the structure because having crowds up there would be scary. The views of the city are great. You also get a great view of the Hudson River but I hate to be a negative kind of guy, but who wants to look at it. It is not a very pretty sight from this direction.

The Vessel as viewed near to the entrance.
Patrice and I on the Vessel. Much too close a photo for me. I need a selfie stick. Do they make one that extends about 10 yards?
We stole this idea from a couple of guys from Massachusetts. For a guy like me who is frightened of heights this was a major sacrifice for the enjoyment of my followers.

After the Vessel we headed to the adjacent Hudson Yards mall. This is very upscale, with stores like Cartier, Van Cleef and Arpels, Kate Spade, Tiffany’s, Neiman Marcus, et al. They have some beautiful artwork including this wall piece where you were encouraged to move the sequins to create your own art.

The picture of our art was a blurry. So we stole someone else’s artwork.

The mall also had some upscale ice cream. We loved Van Leeuwen and found out they had a number of outlets in our area of the country.

Good thing we walked 16,000 steps today. After this “lunch” we will need another 30,000 steps to break even.

Today would have been the 103rd birthday of my loving mother, Irene Reiss. Without her, this blog wouldn’t exist. Gone but never forgotten. Today and every day is dedicated to her. xoxoxo

New York City Crohn’s and Colitis Foundation Day #2 “I’m Mad As Hell And I’m Not Going to Take It Anymore” 3/24/19

No, No, No! I know what you are thinking but that isn’t the case. Patrice didn’t get sick of me and tell me to leave. No, we saw an excellent play today. But before I get to that let me tell you about last night when we saw, “The Ferryman”. This was a play that lasted 3 hours and 15 minutes. Need I say more? There was a very cute baby in it. Yes, a real live baby in a Broadway play. He/she was so cute. The actor was playing a baby (classic type casting) and just had to be carried around the stage by an actress playing his/her care-giver. It was very cute, just looking around at the audience in amazement. He/she did not have a speaking part, all it had to do was look gorgeous which it did with ease. There was also a live goose and at least one if not two rabbits. The baby and the animals were by far my favorite parts of the play.

Today was much different. Today we saw “Network” starring Bryan Cranston. You might not be old enough to remember the film starring Peter Finch, William Holden and Faye Dunaway and the classic line from the movie, “I’m mad as Hell and not going to take it any anymore”. It was character Howard Beale who uttered those famous words not my wife. That isn’t to say that she hasn’t thought about it at times (who could blame her?). This production was superb but during the first hour I thought, “This is good but I already saw the movie so why did I have to pay all this money to see it again?” Then it started to get very interesting. They used some very creative staging with the use of video to pull off some fascinating visuals. Also some of the audience was onstage. I didn’t even realize they were part of the audience until after the show ended. There was one part of the play where Bryan Cranston came off the stage and sat between two audience members (yes between them on the arm rest) and talked to them making them part of the performance. We had to watch on the stage large television monitor to see what was happening. When the cameraperson zoomed out we could see ourselves onstage. It was a very interesting effect.

“Network” stage prior to start of the performance. The cast was doing yoga.

It was Patrice’s idea for us to see “Network”. I was very lukewarm about the idea. I liked the movie but I saw no point in seeing the play. I knew (and liked) the play’s message of television and corporations running our lives. Certainly the message is still pertinent today, maybe even more so, with the advent of the internet and social media. I really have to thank Patrice for pushing us to go. It reminds me of the time she wanted us to go to an off Broadway musical that really seemed dumb to me. It was about one of the founding fathers. As I recall it was called “Hamilton”. I heard it went on to Broadway and did well.

I also need Patrice on these trip to read signs for me. On our way to meet our friends, Bert and Carol for breakfast we saw a bus that I didn’t understand. I said, “Patrice, look at that bus, it says Big Bust Ours.com” . I was confused and thought it might be some club of women with a certain type of anatomy. She set me straight, “No, Robert, it says Big Bus Tours.com”

Oh.

New York City Crohn’s and Colitis Foundation Day #1 “Changes, Changes, Changes” 3/23/19

Today we are leaving for New York to once again participate as “Stakeholders” for the Crohn’s and Colitis Foundation. We will review proposals for research grants and help the Foundation decide which studies to fund. There will be two scientists (who actually understand the proposals) making the decisions. We will be there to give a patient or caregiver point of view. I am not sure how important our input is but I do know that I love hearing what the scientists have to say. Last year I learned a lot and even at my age that is quite thrilling. The foundation invited us again and so we decided to come back.

As you probably know, New York is a marvelous city with loads of opportunities to have fun. We love going to Broadway to see a show or play. Of course there are spectacular restaurants, just too numerous to count. We also love the museums and other special venues.

The Big Apple is a lot different than Australia we where vacationed the first two weeks of this month. For example I was thinking about our arrival in the “City that Never Sleeps” and remember what I have dubbed “The New York Second”. That is a unit of time that I define as how long it takes from the moment the traffic light turns green until the guy behind you starts to honk. When I thought about our trip to Australia I realized (or as the Australians would write “realised”) that I did not hear one person honk their horn. Yes, two weeks without one horn honk. I asked Patrice to confirm and she too was at a loss to remember such an event.

But the biggest news today is that I have upgraded my subscription to WordPress and you shouldn’t see any more ads on my posts. Also I have access to their online help so I am going to try to make things look niftier. Please be patient with me while I experiment.

If anyone at home is feeling the least bit envious of our flying to NYC, be comforted by the thought that I am currently in a petrified state of mind. This plane is bouncing around as if it is in a washing machine. I am afraid to ask the staff if this is a Boeing airplane, the reason being is that I already know the answer.

I am going to stop and post now just in case Flight 307 doesn’t touch down safely in NYC. Even if we do land safely it will take me some time to get my colon out of my throat (the risk you take when you put your seat belt on as tight as I have it). That brings up another thought I have had. What good does a seat belt do when you are crashing from 35,000 feet? So let me sign off now and tell all my friends and family, I loved you dearly. Please don’t fret over my loss

One last thing, Ernie, you still owe me 20 bucks and my son knows where you live.