The quintessential New York City weekend.

Started the weekend with an interesting new play, Illinoise. I liked it, but am not sure I totally understand what I witnessed.

It is all about teenage angst set to contemporary dance with choreography by New York City Ballet’s acting resident choreographer and artistic advisor, Justin Peck and music by Sufjan Stevens.

Afterwards, I contemplated the unique Friday matinee while sipping a cocktail at the outdoor patio at Tavern on the Green.

Music ensued along with a tasty dinner.

Saturday it was up and out early and we fought the good fight to romp in the Hamptons for the day. The weather was gorgeous and the doggie willing.

Made it back to the city in time to change and eat at our favorite NYC restaurant. The Michelin-Star Sixty Three Clinton Street never fails to impress and the wines are beyond fabulous as is the staff.

Increased my daily steps count by strolling to the west village to retrieve our car, simultaneously walking off several of the fantastic seven courses.

Hit bumper to bumper traffic on the Westside Highway at 10:30pm on a Saturday evening. Arrived home to see the Yankees annihilated by the Dodgers.

Sunday was a rush of cleaning and washing sheets and out the door by 8:30am to make it to Members hours at the Metropolitan Museum of Art.

Perused the Costume Institute 2024 Exhibition as well as the new roof installation.

Fabulosity.

Stopped in Central Park for a cappuccino.

Watched the French Open men’s final, showered and hopped the subway to Times Square.

Caught the matinee of Mary Jane starring Rachel McAdams. Very good drama, great cast, but do I need so much dark reality on a Sunday. If I want to be depressed I should just stay home and watch MSNBC.

Forget to eat so bought a slice and ate it in the Park as a cloudy, drizzly day morphed into a gorgeous afternoon.

Threw together a fab pasta dish while watching the Yankees finally beat the Dodgers…I love the image of a small round ball sailing over the outfield fence.

Start spreading the news…nothing beats a weekend in Manhattan.