Greenwich Avenue here in town — that veritable Rodeo Drive East — was nearly deserted late yesterday as Basil and I undertook a post-barbecue constitutional.
All the better to see it clearly.
Up one side of the street and down the other, we set aside the usual people-watching we might have done in favor of some window shopping for things we’ll never afford.
Along the way we spied crazy fashions, read menus that made our mouths water, studied the building permits for shops under construction, played memory games (“wasn’t that the old such and such place?”) and walked briefly in the newly renovated pocket park.
Peering in to the windows of the former US Post Office, we took in some of Restoration Hardware’s current stock, juxtaposed against the view outdoors.
This photo shows our positioning to better effect — on the outside, looking in.
It’s been so long since I was on the Avenue! Probably 8 years, and then Aunt Lu and I went to a silversmith to pick up something I had engraved. And left. It’s funny to go back to the town I grew up in, my parents, my grandparents, and a great-grandmother all grew up in, and be an outsider. No way we could afford it!
But, I’m willing to brave the Avenue, or anywhere else, and we can do lunch.