We fly off tomorrow night to Vienna — for a few waltzes, a sacher torteand a schnitzel or two. Hey, it could be wurst. Actually, we’re attending the opening of a photography show of our friend, Carol Huebner Venezia. It’s at the Galerie Heike Curtze just in case you’re in town. A lot of our friends from Italy are coming and it’s shaping up to be a party. What’s the difference between too much Champagne and jet lag? I’ll let you know shortly.
From Vienna we fly to our house in Umbria. It’s getting to be olive picking season and we are among the finest olive pickers in our house. I think we can say that safely. We’ll throw our canvas bags around our necks and pluck away for a few weeks. Late October/November is also one of the great eating seasons in our neighborhood – black truffles, mushrooms, pork, wild greens. There will be lots of posts from Umbria.
Before I leave, I want to tout a nice new pizza place on 84th Street, just east of Columbus. It’s called Primo Pizza 84 – it’s completely vegetarian and they have pizzas and pasta that are gluten-free – as well those made with traditional white flour. The crusts – both styles — are terrific, the veg is fresh and tasty – and they deliver. Highly recommended.
“Make me one with everything,” I said to the counterman at Gray’s Papaya. I love saying that; it makes me feel so spiritual. I love it almost as much as eating the hot dog with sauerkraut, onions and mustard that he handed a moment later. This was my farewell to New York meal.
Next post from Vienna!