Vacation envy?!

It seems as if native New Yorkers are all out of town savoring the final long weekend of summer.

NYC is flooded with tourists.

Since traveling is not a reality for me right now I tried to be locally creative.

Friday was a picture perfect day and we had lunch in Central Park.

Friday night we returned to Bar Boulud to a lovely welcome from the staff as it has been 2 months since our weekly forays to the restaurant.

Saturday, I returned to Broadway, one of my favorite things to do.

I must admit my reentry was a bit premature due to stairs, seat size and lack of legroom.

We saw Here Lies Love the David Byrne and Fatboy Slim’s glittering disco musical about the rise and fall of Imelda Marcos, the first lady of the Philippines during the long dictatorship of her husband, Ferdinand.

My recommendation. Try to sneak into the last 20 minutes of the 90 minute show. Why Don’t You Love Me and God Draws Straight, the final two songs of this mediocre show, are the only standout numbers.

David Byrne and Fatboy Slim’s songs are unmemorable.

The musical is basically Evita without the great music and Dior dress.

After theater we dined at 53 next to MOMA. It is truly an incredible culinary experience.

Sunday was a road trip to North Salem, New York about a one hour drive from Manhattan to Purdy’s Fish Farm for a lovely lunch in the country surrounded by towering Sunflowers and incredible seafood.

The evening was spent binge watching Who Is Erin Carter?, a new Netflix miniseries.

Monday was an extensive early morning walk to Barney Greengrass. The city slept, the sidewalks were empty and it was not too hot yet with temperatures expected in the 90s.

In New York City you do not need to fly the coop to experience fabulosity.