|RUSSIAN, THE MOST COMMON LANGUAGE ON THE NOW-THRIVING AVENUE UNDER THE EL.|
We are sitting at the Starbucks on Brighton Beach Avenue in Brooklyn, New York, catching up on email and other things cyber. This is about a mile from my mother’s apartment (which is sadly not wired), so Jerry and I strolled over here a short time ago after Jerry had quite a lie-in this morning. We arrived yesterday at Kennedy Airport from Los Angeles at 10:00 pm (that’s 22:00 in Euro-time… for our dear cousin in Norway who always gets “a.m.” and “p.m.” confused; military time makes a lot more sense anyway).
|“HOUSE OF BOOKS, ST. PETERSBURG” ON BRIGHTON BEACH AVENUE.|
I plan to share lots of pictures while we’re here. I don’t think there’s any place quite like it. I can’t wait to have my first — and possibly last — hot dog and French fries from the original Nathan’s in Coney Island (the adjacent neighborhood on the beach). But, right now we have to finish our coffees and get back home to my mother before I feel really guilty!