NYC by the Numbers
8,300,000 The approximate population of New York City.
2,000,000 The approximate number of pieces of artwork in the Metropolitan Museum of Art
140 The sold-out capacity of Dizzy’s Club Coca-Cola on Saturday night. Owing more than a little to the incomparable views, this is the most spectacular intimate setting in which to see live jazz.
40 The number of degrees Fahrenheit at 8:30 in NYC Saturday night
16 The outside seating capacity in front of Blue Smoke. Number of patrons drinking a Bleu Smoke Martini there: 1. I didn’t make it there before 2010, but at least I made it in 2010!
11 The number of things I had the mad urge to touch but didn’t, including, but not limited to the marble nose and lips of a statue of a child at the Met, several fur coats, and the head of a man in front of us in line.
9 The number of dishes we ordered at dinner. We split the cheese plate as there was no dedicated cheese boy to guide us.
8 The approximate number of pictures we took of the Gapstow Bridge in Central Park (The bridge I either used or considered using in my Christmas Card this year.)
7 The number of hours we spent gallivanting around town in the evening.
6 The number of staircases we went up and down trying desperately to find our way out of the modern art wing of the Met.
5 The number of hours spent walking through the Met looking at and for artwork in the morning.
4 The number of people at our table to see the fantastic Ann Hampton Callaway. Yes – we had to mingle.
3 The number of hours spent at Craft. First drink of the evening: La Petite Mort. Really. Would you have passed that up? Let’s just say . . . I’ve had better. I can’t say that for the French mache salad with artichokes and truffle oil vinaigrette though. That was the most satisfying damn salad I’ve ever had.
2 The number of people in my party and number of hours we spent strolling through Central Park. All right, stroll is generous. I always walk like I’m in a hurry. I’d like to think it’s one of my more charming quirks.
1 The number of complete days spent in NYC.
0 The number of Emanuel Leutze’s “Washington Crossing the Delaware” on display at the Met. It’s in conservancy until 2011. Bummer.
I love New York City.
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It was made with gin, maraschino (which was not a cherry, but a liqueur), a lavender liqueur, and freshly squeezed lemon juice.
Interesting, but no cigar.