We arrived home from New York (mostly Brooklyn) Thursday afternoon. New York is not my home and hasn’t been for a very long time. But it would be impossible to “fuhgeddaboudit” (forget about it) given our love for The Dowager Duchess, The Kid Brother, and a number of other very special people.
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| ROUGH IS RIGHT! |
As for the pace, the competition for space (parking and personal), the noise, the traffic?
Oy! Fuhgeddaboudit!
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| THE KID BROTHER AND A NATHAN’S HOT DOG. HE REFUSES TO ENTER THE ANNUAL HOT DOG EATING CONTEST. ALL HE NEEDS TO DO IS EAT 70 TO BREAK THE RECORD. |
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| THE DOWAGER DUCHESS AND AN ENCYCLOPEDIC DINER MENU. |
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| THE DOWAGER DUCHESS’S PURPLE NAILS. NOTE THE COORDINATING PURPLISH LIPSTICK IN THE PREVIOUS SHOT. |
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| THE BOARDWALK, CONEY ISLAND. WHO KNEW CHAMPION BRAND UNDERWEAR IS A BATHING SUIT WHEN WORN INSIDE OUT?!? I’M REALLY TRYING TO “FUHGEDDABOUDDAT“! |
Lots more photos (no more underwear) — and stories — to come.
