My dad, the master photographer (he really is very good), at a scenic overlook on the Hudson River.
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My very California-in-the-’50s lunch - a halved avocado filled with chicken salad. I had to order it, because it just seemed like such a kitschy (and delicious) menu item. It was good, but I would have left the peppers out of the chicken salad (I kind of hate peppers).
CHICKEN SALAD, MY WAY
Boil 2 large chicken breasts for about 20 minutes in approximately 6 cups of boiling water with 1 packet of chicken bouillon added to water; cut cooked chicken into chunks.
In a large bowl, mix together chicken with 1/2 cup mayonnaise (more or less, depending on your taste), 1/2 cup diced celery, a small handful of finely chopped purple onion, a squeeze of lemon juice, and salt and pepper to taste.
We stopped into Juan Rosado’s Antiques & Collectibles on Main Street in Cold Spring, which had an incredible selection of Jadite kitchenware (opaque pale-green glass from the 1940s), as well as gorgeous, delicate teacups, oversized 1960s sunglasses, and to-die-for vintage tablecloths (I had to buy one).
Since Kendrick is in the studio all weekend and Mom is in Canada with our family for Canadian Thanksgiving, which is Monday (I am so sad I couldn’t join her, but flights were just way too expensive), Dad and I are spending Saturday and Sunday together.
Saturday morning, we decided to head upstate to Cold Spring (we took the car instead of Dad’s motorcycle so that Lucy could come with). The leaves are turning already, which is so beautiful, and also a little sad. This is without a doubt my favorite time of year.
Cold Spring is a perfect day trip from NYC, as it’s close (about an hour out of the city), and full of relatively affordable antique shops and great little cafes.
Megan and I at the Origins/CouponCraze.com/Gettington.com Makeunder event in Soho on Thursday night.
French Connection sweater.
Event attendance was uncompensated, but product samples were generously provided.
