Sunday, March 1, 2015

Ice-Cold Chocolate Therapy

The Dowager Duchess is coming home Monday. San Geraldo decided to stay with us another week to help her get settled and then he and I will fly back to Spain together. Have I mentioned that the man is a saint?

It's currently 29F/–2C here on the beach (in Brooklyn). And, although at this point, Sunday and Monday are expected to be miserable days (clouds, snow, rain, sleet), temps are expected to be above freezing for the foreseeable future. A veritable heatwave!

Here's a quick look at what we're enduring and how we're surviving. (Click any image to enlarge.)

WAITING FOR MEXICANA CAR SERVICE FRIDAY AFTERNOON.
VIEW OF ICE FLOES FROM THE DOWAGER DUCHESS'S KITCHEN WINDOWS.
(HAVING PASSED THROUGH NY HARBOR AND HEADING OUT TO SEA!)
A GROWING ICE BRIDGE BETWEEN THE NURSING HOME AND SEAGATE?
(A COMMUNITY AT THE TIP OF CONEY ISLAND.)
THANKS TO SAN GERALDO, THIS IS HOW I COPE.


He's the ice cream man; he's so good to me, yeah.

Wednesday, February 25, 2015

And The Green Grass Grows All Around

Worst case: My Mother The Dowager Duchess will be home Friday, 6 March. That was simply automatic based on her standard insurance coverage. However, she might be squeezed onto tomorrow's (Thursday's) weekly evaluation schedule for "release" in a day or two.

Meanwhile, the Dowager Duchess looks and feels better than she did when we visited in November. Her two daily occupational and physical therapy sessions have turned into gym workouts. She's doing squats, pull-downs, leg lifts with weights on her ankles. She's on the stationery bike every day (which is good, because she never learned how to ride an UN-stationery one) and she's walking around whenever she gets the chance.

All good news, which means I can get back to talking about San Geraldo...

... And food.

We went to the Parkview Diner for lunch Tuesday before heading to rehab. Apparently, the ownership of the diner had changed and no one told me. But the management and staff are still the same, and the food and portions remain excellent. San Geraldo was feeling a bit stressed (minus teen temperatures can do that to a person), so he had his favorite "comfort meal" -- hot, open-faced, turkey sandwich.

START WITH A PLATTER OF TURKEY SLICES ATOP BREAD SLICES.
FOLLOW WITH A PLATTER OF ACCOMPANIMENTS.
ADD THE MASHED POTATOES TO THE TURKEY ATOP THE BREAD.
ADD THE PEAS TO THE MASHED POTATOES
THAT WERE ADDED TO THE TURKEY THAT WAS ATOP THE BREAD.
ADD THE GRAVY TO THE PEAS
THAT WERE ADDED TO THE MASHED POTATOES
THAT WERE ADDED TO THE TURKEY THAT WAS ATOP THE BREAD.
ADD THE CRANBERRY SAUCE TO THE PLATTER WITH THE GRAVY
THAT WAS ADDED TO THE PEAS
THAT WERE ADDED TO THE MASHED POTATOES
THAT WERE ADDED TO THE TURKEY THAT WAS ATOP THE BREAD.
YADA YADA YADA
A VERY CONTENTED SAN GERALDO.
WHAT ABOUT ME? A HUGE OMELETE WITH BACON, MUSHROOMS, AND CHEESE...
ACCOMPANIED BY HASH BROWNS AND WHEAT TOAST.

San Geraldo will be so pleased to hear Louis Jordan pronounce the word "roots." 

Monday, February 23, 2015

The Cheap Brother... I Mean The KID Brother

As I began this post Sunday evening, it was 33°F/1°C here in New York City. But it was sunny and around 40F/4C earlier in the day. This, apparently, is as good as it gets. Today is partly cloudy with a high of 23F/5C and a low of 5F/–15C. (And that doesn't account for 'real feel.') At least we've got a beautiful view of the Atlantic Ocean.

THE COLOR- AND PATTERN-COORDINATED DOWAGER DUCHESS.
(THAT'S HER VERY COOL FRIEND ROSALIE IN BLUE AND GRAY.) 
THE VIEW FROM THE BALCONY SATURDAY EVENING. 
A COLD CONCH SHELL ON THE BALCONY.
(WHATEVER WAS INSIDE FLEW BACK TO JAMAICA LAST WEEK.)
FROM THE KITCHEN WINDOWS.
ICE FLOES IN THE NARROWS? (FROM THE DUCHESS'S WINDOWS.)


My Mother The Dowager Duchess has a beautiful view from her windows at Rehab, too. She's back in her first room, with a view of the Narrows leading into New York Harbor. Ice floes are visible!

THE KID BROTHER ... WEARING GEOFFREY BEENE.

The Kid Brother was over Sunday to chill with us for a bit. That 40°-day didn't feel as warm as expected. We went out for lunch at the Parkview Diner and, while we waited out front for the car to pick us up, we all stood with hoods up and scarves wrapped tightly. San Geraldo and I wore scarves purchased for about 3 euros each in Spain. The Kid Brother wore an Italian-made Geoffrey Beene scarf. And since it was the night of the Academy Awards here, I captioned the photo appropriately.

WITH SAN GERALDO FACING AWAY FROM THE WIND.
(THIS WAS THE "WARM" DAY; BACK BELOW FREEZING AGAIN TODAY!)

We had another lunch feast at the Parkview Diner and when the bill came I passed it to the Kid Brother. He passed it back to me like a hot potato.

"THANKS FOR LUNCH, CHUCK!"
"YOU GOTTA BE KIDDIN, WISE GUY!"

Then The Kid Brother headed home and we headed over to Rehab. (The Kid Brother spoke to The Dowager Duchess by phone before we went out to lunch.) The Duchess continues to thrive and we're hoping she'll be home very soon.

MY FATHER'S MAPS AND GUIDE BOOKS GOING BACK TO THE 1950s.
(THESE ARE SOME I DECIDED TO HOLD ONTO.)

Being back here in Brooklyn and in my mother's apartment for so many weeks has been, well, interesting. I now spend about an hour each morning lying in bed and reminiscing (or, more precisely, dwelling) on my past. (I wasn't always the joy-filled, confident, brilliant, witty, and stunning specimen you've come to know on these pages.)

I've been going through closets and shelves and trying to get things a bit more streamlined and less cluttered. I've come across things that bring back bittersweet memories (and quite a bit of dust). I'll share more of my discoveries in coming days ... or weeks ... or whenever I come up for air.

I miss reading all the exceptional blogs I follow. I'll have so much catching up to do once I'm back in Spain. The Duchess told me to send continued thanks to you all from her for all your kind comments, messages, and good wishes. She enjoys feeling the love and support from all around the world. Of course, I thank you, too! So, now it's time for lunch with the heavenly San Geraldo...

And then back to rehab!


Other than that, I can't control my destiny...