Little Bro comes to town

My brother Aakash came to town for the weekend. We spent Saturday and Sunday in New York. Saturday was spent participating in the protest marking the third anniversary of the US entering Iraq. Highlights of the protest included an individual dressed as Dick Cheney, posing as a puppeteer and literally pulling the strings attached to another individual dressed as George Bush. "Bush" had a ripped constitution which he would occasionally stand on, the world on a string, and a bottle of motor oil that he would occasionally drink from. Here is a shot of the duo - sorry it's a bit blurry.













Here's my brother at the protest.













And, finally, my favorite sign of the day; simplicity says it best.

















Of course, I took my brother to Babycakes (see previous post!) before we headed home.

Sunday was spent in the city: shopping, pawing through CDs, chilling over coffee, and having dinner at Angelica's Kitchen before heading to Brooklyn to South Paw to catch Sam Prekop.

Sunny Saturday

What a Saturday - the temperature hit 70 degrees, and in early March! My cousin Anita was visiting, and we both ventured to the city without even bringing our jackets!
We attended the Left Conference at Cooper Union, and ducked out of the afternoon sessions so that we could enjoy the amazing day.
We wandered, then lounged in Washington Square Park, where we happened on a beautiful moment: four or five middle-aged men had gathered together to play guitar and accordion, and sing. They were a spirited group, and we delighted in their rendition of "In the Midnight Hour."













We then made the obligatory pilgrimage to Babycakes, the best cupcakes in Manhattan. Actually, they might be the best cupcakes I've ever had!
After dinner with friends, we had drinks at the Bourgeois Pig. I had a glass of the "Attitude" Pinot Noir, a fitting drink for a dark, red-lit basement bar with funky furniture and a fabulous soundtrack - Tom Waits and Ella Fitzgerald, while we were there. Here's a shot of the counter above the lounge chair I was reclining on. I have this thing for candelabras.