Snapshots from the Met

June 7, 2011 § Leave a comment

Aside from the amazing McQueen exhibit (photos, especially haphazard ones taken to best avoid yelling from the guards, don’t do the displays justice) and the somewhat underwhelming Antony Caro exhibit, it was nice to spend time exploring some of the newly-renovated Greek and Roman and Colombian wings. The perfect weather, sunny but not too humid, was a definite plus as well.

Stairs to the Met

Wing to Greek and Roman Antiquities

Columns

Entrance to a packed McQueen exhibition

Plato's Atlantis

Ensemble, the last collection

Ensemble, the last collection

Bird's Nest head dresses: see how they were made here

"Spine" corset

Pieces from "The Girl in the Tree"

Jellyfish dress and Plato's Atlantis

Antony Caro

Mao

Little golden men in Colombian wing

 

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NYC: Tacos, Soft Serve, and Big Bambu

July 23, 2010 § Leave a comment

Last week, Laura and I took our annual trip to see the rooftop and Costume Institute exhibits at the Met. This year, they’re featuring Big Bambu by Doug and Mike Starn and a display on the fashion evolution of the American woman.

But first, of course, we had to get some lunch. We decided to stop by Dos Toros (because I had a serious craving for Mexican food) and Momofuku Milk Bar (mainly because it’s only a couple blocks away from the Union Square station).

Dos Toros is a tiny restaurant with a set-up that’s very similar to the Chipotles and Qdobas in this world. You wait in a quick-moving line, choose your tortilla size, meat, and whatever toppings you want. In this case, we got two carne asada tacos with guacamole, salsa, and their green hot sauce as well as their carnitas quesadilla.

And while its appearance resembles Chipotle, the food Dos Toros offers is infinitely better. Far from bland, the tortillas themselves had a ton of corn-masa-y flavor and the carne asada was much more tender than I expected. However, I think what impressed me the most was the generous amount of meat they put in each taco. Normally, similar places would be stingy, but not here. Everything else, the salsa, the guacamole, was super fresh and well seasoned, adding even more layers of flavor. The quesadilla, though a bit on the thick side (I confess I’m used to those flattened ones from Taco Bell) was a little messy and incredibly satisfying, and I especially loved the extra browned bits of fresh tortilla. Considering that Dos Toros’ prices are almost identical to Chipotle’s, I’d much rather spend my money here than on a sodium-laden burrito from the latter.

Afterwards, even though we were already pretty full, Laura and I walked a couple blocks over to Momofuku, where we indulged in more porkiness and some sweets. The pork buns were still as fatty and delicious as always, and this time, since we were hankering for dessert, we got a cup of the bright fuschia raspberry lemonade soft serve (wonderfully tart and refreshing on such a hot day) as well as a couple cookies to take home for family…blueberry and cream, compost, and cornmeal.

Finally, after all that eating, we made our way uptown to the Met. When our elevator opened onto the rooftop, the view in front of us was jaw-dropping. The Starn brothers were not lying when they called their exhibit “Big Bambu.” There were even elevated walkways made of bamboo stalks that climbed 30-40 feet in the air. If you have time, I highly suggest that you get out to NYC before the exhibits ends, especially since people continue to work on the installation every day, making it a living and growing sculpture.

And while you’re there, also check out the American Woman: Fashioning a National Identity exhibit. We weren’t allowed to take photos, but the display is essentially a look at different periods in American fashion…from the “heiress” and the “Gibson girl” all the way to the “flappers” (the dresses in this part were exquisite) and “screen sirens.” There were gorgeous dresses by Liberty, Molyneux, and even Poiret and Lanvin, as well as some head-turning shoes and accessories in each section. So far, every Costume Institute exhibit I’ve seen has never disappointed, and this one is as good as the rest.

Inaugural marathon of a post

June 1, 2008 § 2 Comments

5.24.2008

Cathy, a friend I’ve known since she caught me cheating in Chinese school class (3rd grade?), and I realized after we both got back from school that we had never gone to New York together. Finally, we’d had enough and took a train into the city with a carefully planned itinerary that ended in 50+ walked blocks.

We hit up Chelsea Market, the MoMA, Fishs Eddy, and a few other places, but the best part of the day was, of course, lunch at the Shake Shack.

knives at Bowery Kitchen Supply

As usual, the line was unbelievably long. We waited about an hour, keeping progress by tree trunk and amusing ourselves with the Shacks-ercises. When we finally did eat though, the burgers were amazingly juicy and perfectly seasoned, though I felt a bit let down by the Shack-cago dog. I remembered it being more topping-filled last time. This was my first time trying their custard, and it was almost too rich. We’d finished everything in 20 minutes except the dessert.

Line at Shake Shack

5.26.2008

Memorial Day, I took Laura to two exhibits at the Met, Jeff Koons on the Roof and Superheroes: Fashion and Fantasy, and dinner at Brasserie Les Halles, Anthony Bourdain’s restaurant before he became famous.

I thought there would be more Koons pieces at the exhibit, though I guess three giant sculptures takes up enough space. I wonder how they moved everything up there. Though the Costume Institute showing did not disappoint. If only I had the nerve to reach over and touch Christian Bale’s actual Batman suit. Plus I felt rather cool when I recognized the custom-made suits and dresses from the Vogue May 2008 photo shoot with Coca Rocha.

Afterwards, we walked around Soho for a while and then trekked all the way down Broadway until Laura couldn’t take it anymore when..aha! We found Les Halles. It was eerily quiet since no one was at work that day, but I felt less guilty about using flash since there weren’t that many people to care.

Let me just say, the onion soup was delicious…but overwhelming. Those who know me know I’m not a big fan of cheese, but Laura, who was additionally hungry due to our long walk, kept going at it until there was barely any left. And that’s a big bowl. I did love my duck confit though, perfectly crispy and just a little fatty. Les Halles handles their potatoes particularly well – my mini homefries and Laura’s mashed potatoes and chips were crisp and lightly salted – and I made a note to myself to try their award-winning fries the next time after hearing the munching of a nearby client who’d ordered the moules frites.

So, that post wasn’t as long as I thought it would be. More later though on my trip to Financier Patisserie on Friday and the discovery of a Koons piece right by the office where I work!

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