What a difference a year makes.
One year ago yesterday,March 22, 2012, it was 78 degrees in New York City. In Chicago, the temps topped 80 and weather experts Barack Obama and Oprah Winfrey mused upon the wrongness of it all.
Yesterday, March 22, 2013, we awoke to 29 degrees on the CNN thermometer outside our building and read about threats to lynch groundhog Punxsutawney Phil for cruelly predicting an early spring.
Simply said, a snowball’s chance in Hell’s Kitchen has been pretty good this month. And in Lincoln Square, Midtown and all around the town. Ever since we arrived in the city, it has been cold and colder; grey and greyer.
A veteran New Yorker turned to me on the street a few days ago and in a tremulous voice declared that this has been the coldest March she can remember. Our president is chilling out in the Middle East, but I’m sure Oprah will have something to say about an incipient Ice Age. Not to target those two specifically, but I do have an issue with “Global Warming” being slyly switched to “Climate Change” in an apparent effort to keep the heat on, so to speak. There are just as many scientists (the CE among them) who ascribe our melting ice caps to weather shifts as old as the earth’s hills as there are who subscribe to Al Gore’s tax-everyone’s-carbon-footprint-but-mine anthropogenic views.
See how cranky I am about the weather? Here I am getting political, which I generally try to avoid on the blog, but I am in a frigid funk after a week and a half of icy temps and willing to lash out at just about anyone. And yes, I’m well aware that I haven’t suffered like REAL New Yorkers who don’t routinely decamp to southern California like I do.
Okay, okay, it hasn’t been all bad. In the midst of Apple Slush, when it simultaneously rained and snowed in the city last weekend, we walked a hundred yards over to the Time-Warner Center for our first experience at Jazz at Lincoln Center. Saw the Billy Hart Quartet at Dizzy’s Club and were duly impressed, especially by saxophonist Mark Turner.
We’ve also had some family fun, visiting with our boys and with Angie and family.
The local celebs are out and about despite the weather. We saw Kathleen Turner at Cafe Luxembourg last weekend – we recognized her by her voice before we even saw her. She was chatting with the couple sitting next to us and they shared that despite her ongoing struggle with rheumatoid arthritis, she gives generously of her time to local charities.
A few days later we saw Rudy Giuliani coming out of the NBC studios at Rockefeller Center, looking just as chipper as he did as mayor.
I also saw bundled-up Bones cast member Carla Gallo strolling down Central Park South the other day.
I know a few of you look forward to food porn installments from our city visits. Best meal we’ve had so far was lunch yesterday at Cafe Boulud where they served up the most inventive coq au vin I’ve ever seen. Crisp vegetables, potato puree, lardons, port wine reduction and a puff pastry spear:
Hope springs eternal for spring and while the temps are still in the 30’s today, the sun has come out. The CE is off for a Met day at the museum with grandson Thomas, and Angie and I will lunch at Bergdorf. Weather or not, we always manage to have fun in the city.