UP ON THE ROOF

Remember that song from the 60's or maybe 50's, called Up on the Roof?  I always loved that song.  Ever since we've been coming to New York, I've watched a roof party that her neighbors (who have a low roof) have had, where they have a little party, and then watch a movie or something on a big screen.  It always seemed so New York to me. 

Last night we got invited to one, not Martha's neighbors, but a friend of hers who lives on 49th St.  And it was fun.  First of all, the hostess, Sarah, had been a nanny for Nora Ephron and had kept in touch, so she had sweet stories about that time.  And then there was the view.  There were about 15 people there, at least two of them connected to Broadway, as was our host, and it was just a pleasant evening.  We saw an old Woody Allen movie, and they also had some video of a school in Haiti that one of Mark's (the host) friends was funding. 

The neighborhood where this building is has some sort of historic designation (it's between about 8th and 10th Avenues, so it's a low area that has spectacular views of high rises all around.  I'm just going to put up a few pictures in no particular order. 

They also had a telescope set up, but we could only look at the moon because it was a little bit overcast and coupled with the light pollution of NYC, made it impossible to see any

Earlier in the day we went to Greenwich Village, which was just kind of ho-hum, a little like going to Haight Ashbury in SF, but we went to a wonderful bakery called Mille Fuielle and had a wonderful macaron and talked to the owner who has recently moved here from France and was still busy teaching his staff how to make French pastries right. Here's an interesting item in the middle of the block on a busy street.