Governor's Island is one of my favorite spots to visit in the city, with creepy stoic houses standing in rows, their empty windows speaking of another time and the twin girl ghosts inside, waving through dusty glass. The houses were open to the public, and it's truly fascinating to experience the time-capsuled-encased grand hallways, staircases and chandeliers. Creepy, but fun. I'd live there....no, then again maybe after couple thousand seances.
It was a weekend of art, music and dancing. My friend, Christine O'Heron, art galley owner in the LES, worked with several artists to showcase their creativity around the grounds of the island. Great pieces that stood the test of rain and wind.
Disorient and Kustome Kult had their sound systems throwing down the beats, and the hoola-hoop dance-off was incredible!
So, what was for brunch. Well, there were food-stalls located around the island that , unfortunately sold out pretty early, especially the Jamaican food stand, because I was seriously craving some good authentic Caribbean mac and cheese. Damn, I just wrote that, and me belly growled. OK, but we were lucky, scored with the Greek Stall, and got an order of Spanakopita ..which was greasy, yummy and delish.
Sitting on the grass, watching kids throw soaking-wet stuffed animals at each other, walking through the mist machines, getting a ride on an art car.. dancing for hours watching the Statue of Liberty move to the rhythm. Then, back on the ferry, seeing the skyscrapers hidden back a dusty layer of fog, and taking the new express bus, yes, the bus, back up to the LES, for a fine cocktail to end the day.
BRUNCH #21 - Governor's Island
EATS: Spanakopita - spinach pie and Jerk Chicken, and water, WTW?TRACKS : Shakira - This time for Africa
OUTSTANDING QUOTE: "Dude, it's 4pm."
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