I elected to show Mrs Nikos how an American eats breakfast and appreciates fine art.
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| It's possible that Mrs N's digestive system will never fully recover after this. |
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| We stroll through the grounds of the Natural History Museum |
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| A line for free tickets to see Shakespeare in the Park - it's hot, very hot today as there is no wind either. I saw an open air production of the Tempest in Regents Park during my O levels and it rained cats and dogs. |
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| We made it to the Guggenheim before heat stroke set in. Unfortunately Lee Ufan's work does not appeal and is largely repetitious pointless blobs. No photography is permitted above the ground floor, but.... |
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| Nikos World exclusive - "Beyond the Pan", in tribute to Lee Ufan's infinity - filmed illegally somewhere in the Manhattan. |
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| So now it's on the buses again on the "Northern" tour - delirium setting in due to the interminable heat... |
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| Manhattan as seen from a tour bus or two. |
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| In the Museum of New York (good air conditioning and rest rooms), I discover that all good American homes actually come from Kelloggs packets. |
In the next grilling episode the Nikos family discover the Lincoln Tunnel and meet Jack Riepe!
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ReplyDeleteI have also been featuring pans on my blog! I am HERE
ReplyDeleteI moved and forgot to tell anyone.
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P.S That breakfast is indeed Fine Art.
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Nikos,
ReplyDeleteAt first glance, I thought the gentleman in the green shirt in your photograph was rolling a joint. I had to blow it up to full size to realize he's trying to eat a hot dog - or something.
Looks like you're really enjoying the heat. Keep it up, I enjoy seeing the big city vicariously.
Brady
Behind Bars - Motorcycles and Life
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Dear Ms. Scarlet
ReplyDeleteMovement is permitted and is indeed healthy in moderation - thanks for updating me!
XS N
Brady
ReplyDeleteIndeed I had to choose my camera angle carefully so as to see over that large women's arse (or do you call it ass over there?)
Between that breakfast and the heat, I'll be surprised if you ever return to normal. (Delirium may be the normal state in NYC).
ReplyDeleteLooking forward to the Riepe report....
That does look like a typical American breakfast. Good on Mrs. Nikos for trying it.
ReplyDeleteLove the candid picture on the tour bus too.
I've never been to New York but I do believe it would be an experience.
Eggs, fried slice, tomatoes, chips, black pudding, undercooked bacon, marmite and tannic tea.
ReplyDeleteAn American breakfast should be a walk in the (overheated) park.
Buttered food, heat, walking, heat stroke, upper level sunny bus decks and Riepe. Nothing will ever be the same again...
ReplyDeleteWell really! That girl in the mauve top appears to be performing a sex act upon the boy in the green T-shirt - and in a public park! Trust you to take a photo of it. Disgusting.
ReplyDeleteDear Nikos:
ReplyDeleteThe next time you come to the United States, particularly New York, please allow me to conduct the tour. Whatever the hell it was you saw, it was hardly the real thing.
First of all, you did not eat an American Breakfast. An authentic breakfast on the America plan is two pancakes, two eggs (sunyside up), two slices of thick-sliced maple-cured bacon, two spicy sausages, white toast (ample butter) and home fries... Specifically home fries. You cannot get this breakfast in New York City. You have to go to New Jersey, and stop at one of the Garden State's legendary Greek diners. You went right past one: The famous and fabulous Tick-Tock Diner on Rt. 3, in Clifton, NJ.
1) You get seated in 30 seconds or less.
2) Hot coffee, of the best kind, poured into a cup, before your ass gets settled in the seat.
3) A waitress with a hot ass and nice rack will call you "Hon," right in front of your wife.
On the subject of home fries: these are finely sliced, white potatoes, gently over-fried with bits of onion and green pepper. They are not chunks of potatoes, not shredded potatoes nor hash browns. They are home fries, and most people who have never been to New Jersey get it wrong.
And even the best Greek diner in the world will not have real Vermont maple syrup for the pancakes, but will offer you a little, sterile container of something called "table syrup," which is refined from dead dog assholes. It is 99 and 99/100ths pure corn syrup that was packaged under a picture of a maple tree. Real maple syrup is currently selling for $79 (USD) a gallon. Thank God we don't have to get this from the Middle East.
It is interesting that your tour of New York City's Guggenheim Museum included a picture of a toilet. A woman who used to love me and now wishes I was dead once said to me that the Guggenhein looked look a huge toilet, and that the art inside should be flushed. (She didn't like it.)
I have seen the line for "Shakespeare In The Park" stretch over a mile. People get there at 10am, for tickets that are disributed at 6pm.
I look forward to your next blog with anticipation.
Fondest regards,
Jsck/reep
Twisted Roads
It looks like you and Mrs Nikos had a great trip despite the hot weather.
ReplyDeleteThat breakfast looks like it could eat a human...
Ahh, New York - do see if you can get to the MOMA and the Metropolitan to see some PROPER art instead of that blob rubbish. I do hope you're not feeding Mrs Nikos up so you can buy a bigger bike ;-)
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ReplyDeleteI'll be back for the Tick-Tock, you mark my words!
Ulrika
It had just consumed a party of Korean tourists.
Gadjo
I just bought Mrs Nikos her own bike - draw your own conclusions!
XS to all, N
American breakfast.. sorry, please not anymore... heat-- wow the humidity was the terror.... the rest was a joy ;O)
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