This Holiday Season..From us to you
So you may not celebrate Christmas or Chanukah(Hanukkah) or Saturnalia or Winter Solstice, but thats no reason it can’t be a happy day for you. Stay Blessed!!
Did I ever mention, the last hour is “FREE” ?
Who do you think lives in Ginger Bread Lane?
Down by the station and up on the hills
Old Mother Goose? Little Boy Bill?
The bookstore is run by Dana and Ben,
They could be elves or really small men
Those people at the shop that sells authentic Yule logs
They speak French, but I’m sure they are frogs!
Chef Steve they say, is the sweetest imp
You’ll know him when you see him, he walks with a limp
I once heard the witch at the ribbon shop say
She can roll pierogies better than Faye
Those Construction Co. goblins are never upto any good
They never do a job as well as they should
Mrs.Penguin who runs the skating rink
Loves to dress up in satins and pink
The Bear at the carousel is a carefree chap
With a flower in his buttonhole and a feather in his cap
Hotel Plum Pudding is the nicest place to stay
When you visit Ginger Bread Lane this holiday!!
Sugar plum roofs, Peppermint panes
Doors with knockers made of candy cane
It’s a special stop on the Holiday Train
Let’s go, let’s go to Gingerbread Lane!!
I made the long trip to Queens to see the Gingerbread Lane exhibit at the New York Hall of Science. Housed along a circular corridor on the upper level of the building, this exhibit is a treat. Gingerbread Lane is complete with lovely homes, an ice rink, a carousel, a police station, a railway station, a fire station and a whole lot of delightful shops. The inhabitants of this quaint lane-town must be tech savvy e-communicators, because I didn’t see an old fashioned post office there.
The exhibit is on display till 1:00 pm on January 11, 2015 and then these houses will be given away on a first come first serve basis ( 1 house per person).
It was last holiday season while looking for fun holiday things to do I read about these homes somewhere between Stamford and New York which put up something of a ” Christmas lights show”. It so happened that we didn’t go. This year friends of ours mentioned a street right behind their apartment complex where a few houses where superbly decked out for Christmas. “We were the only two standing outside those houses admiring the various little nuances, everyone else was enjoying it from inside their cars”, she said. “That’s because they probably have a radio station to which the lights are synced.”, I jumped in. That’s what it was. When they got into their car and tuned into the station listed on a garden sign there, they found out first hand why everyone else chose to enjoy the show from inside their cars.
It didn’t take us long to put two and two together. We went there this year. We hadn’t planned to go. The plan was just to stay over with them after dinner and drinks and maybe go bowling the next day. My camera was in my bag, and I took it out thinking.. I guess I wasn’t thinking. We reached quite late at night. The lights were spectacular. The longer you looked, the more you saw. The more you saw, the more you admired the effort that had gone into it. It was a wonderful show and it’s all free! free! free!. Park on the street and have fun. They switch the lights off at 11:00 pm, so make sure you go before that. One of my pet peeves in the United States is that shops leave their lights on all night long. I don’t grudge Christmas lighting, but I do appreciate their switching it off. It not only saves electricity, it also reduces the risk of an electrical mishap. If you are around New York City, do take some time to enjoy these lights. It’s the best way to get into the holiday mood.
*Sorry about the quality of the pictures. I had to take them with my phone.
The Columbus Circle Holiday Market has always been on my list. Finally I dropped by last week to say hello to my favorite socially conscious enterprise – eight thousand miles.
This lovely store is the brain child of born in Bombay- worked in NYC- travelled the world architect-mom Shweyta Mudgal. In this tiny ode to free spirits, traditional Indian block prints jostle for space with fun animal prints. Vibrant colours are mixed and matched with black and whites. Each print is handpicked by Shweyta. Some of these unique prints are specially designed by her for eight thousand miles. Equal love is put into selection of fabrics, all of which are pre-washed and pre-shrunk.
Eight thousand miles partners with the tailoring section of Aadhar Skill Development Trust (ASDT) in semi-urban India to bring their (eight thousand miles) wonderful creations to life. ASDT trains women from the lesser privileged sections of society in the fields of tailoring, montessori education, beauty services and manufacturing food-products, to make them self – reliant and economically independent. When eight thousand miles met the women at Aadhar, they were stitching very basic clothes like sari blouses. Working on eight thousand miles designs, often with guidance from eight thousand miles has considerable increased their skill set and confidence levels. To meet the ever increasing workload from eight thousand miles, ASDT has had to employ additional women. Tailoring has gone from being a source of side income for these women to a steady secondary source of income for their families.
So drop by at Booth B25 and pick up some unusual holiday wears (pun totally intended), and while you are there don’t forget to check out the stall opposite and the one right next door to eight thousand miles. You are sure to find some interesting gifts. In other corners of the market you can find vegan ivory and living (plant) jewelry.Make your gifts special. This holiday market,as the name says, is at Columbus Circle. You will see it as soon as you step out of the 59th street subway station. The red and white canopies are hard to miss.
Hurry up!! Ho!Ho!Ho!
By now, some of you know and some of you would have guessed that we will be exploring Istanbul next month. On the way to India, we are breaking our journey for a couple of days in this historical city. After a lot of research I’ve come up with this plan and am looking for suggestions to improve it.
Day 1, Wednesday – Our flight lands in Istanbul at 4 pm. Check into the Best Western Premier The Home Suites & Spa, (Küçük Ayasofya Mh., Küçük Ayasofya Cd No:60, 34122 İstanbul, Turkey)
7:30 pm – Attend a Whirling Dervishes performance at the Orient Express Train Station (Sirkeci Event Hall–Istanbul Gar). We need to be there by 6:45 pm. It is a 90 minute performance.
9:30 pm – Dinner Reservations at the Khorasani Restaurant
Day 2, Thursday –
9:00 am to 12:00 pm – Grab a bite at the Pudding Shop, Check out the Hippodrome and the Blue Mosque. Check prayer timings, as mosque is closed for prayers
1:00 pm – Have lunch at the Yerebatan.
2:00 pm to 5:00pm – Basilica Cistern and Hagia Sophia
6:00 pm – 7:00 pm – Grand Bazaar
8:00 pm and beyond – Grab dinner ( restaurant suggestions welcome) and hit Kadife Sokak. It seems to be the place to experience Istanbul by night.
Day 3, Friday –
9:00 am to 5:00 pm – Grab breakfast, Go see the Suleymane Mosque, Topaki Palace and Archeology Museum. Check Friday prayer timings for the mosque
1:00 pm – Grab a bite at Fez Cafe
6:00 pm – 7:00 pm – Spice Bazaar
7:00 pm – 8:00 pm – Cross the Galata Bridge and climb up the Galata Tower
8:00 pm and beyond – Dinner at Antiocha,Go to a Meyhane (Demeti and Feraye have live music)
Day 4, Saturday
9:00 am to 12:00 pm – Luxuriate in a Hamam. I have heard Ayasofya Hamam is very good and is one of the oldest. Plus it will be close to our hotel. Any other suggestions?
Take the Bosphorus cruise
1:00 pm – Lunch at Çiya Sofrasi
2:00 pm to 4:00pm – Anything that got left out
4:00pm – Check out
7:00 pm – Fly out
A special shout out to Anthea of antheaschronicles for her help with this.
*Original photo can be seen here. If this picture belongs to you and if you have any objections to my using it, please let me know and I will take it down. If not, thank you for letting me use it.
Niagara Falls is the collective name for three waterfalls at the international border between Canada and the United States. The Horseshoe Falls straddle the border and lie mostly on the Canadian side, while the American Falls and the Bridal Veil Falls are entirely on the American side. We’ve seen to the Niagara Falls before, from the American side, today we were going to see it from the Canadian side.
The first time we did the Falls was on the East Coast bus trip with the in-laws. It was almost summer. The water was flowing in full force and the roar of the falls could be heard even at a distance. We took the mandatory Maid of the Mist boat trip and let the cold spray drench us, ponchos et all. The Maid of the Mist provides riders with free ponchos which are more like colorful garbage bags with holes cut out for the arms and face, but hey what do you expect! Years ago when my parents did this with my sister and B-I-L, I remember they were provided with discardable flip flops too. You were free to take them with you ( I think we still have a pair of those at home), but those that were discarded in the bin placed for this purpose would be, I believe I was told, sent to Africa where they would be distributed to the less fortunate.
Our second visit to the Falls was in peak winter. You can read about it here. The bestie drove across the border to meet us. Her maiden solo drive across the border.
The promenade on the Canadian side provides excellent views of all three falls. Of the three falls the Horseshoe Falls are the largest, the mightiest and the most imposing. Gorgeous green waters drop about 188 feet (57 m), frothing and foaming like a spirited war horse. With a span of about 2,600 feet (790 m), the Horseshoe Falls are a sight that will take your breath away. On the Canadian side you are much closer to the Horseshoe falls. At one point you are literally at the top of these falls. The mist from the falls rises all the way to the promenade eliminating the need to take the Maid of the Mist ride. On the Canadian side one can also do the Walk Behind the Falls. We couldn’t do it due to time constraints this time, but I’m sure new additions to the family will see us on this side of the border again. Another thing we missed was riding the little yellow bug elevator to the observation deck of the nearby Skylon Tower for the highest overhead view of the falls. I completely recommend skipping the CN Tower and doing the Skylon tower instead. The CN Tower doesn’t really give you a birdseye view of the mighty Niagara Falls, but from the observation deck of the Skylon Tower one can see as far as Toronto, albeit at a distance.
There are a few other things we didn’t do this weekend, and these are the 2 things I feel most guilty about – not helping the bestie get her Christmas Tree up and decorated, and not stocking up her freezer.
Thanks to the bestie and her family, we had the most wonderful Thanksgiving break. I am truly thankful for another place I can call home, even if it is a 9 hour drive away. If I ever fight with the husband and storm out, I know there is a place I can go, no questions asked.
The locals decided if there’s one thing we have to do in Canada it is eat poutine. So, after a night out in the city, we were taken to a poutanerie. To the unacquainted, poutine is french fries topped with cheese curds and gravy(usually beef) . For a french fries lover like me, I can finish an entire meal sized box by myself. Yes, they did have veggie options where we ate, and not one but three. For a french fries hater like the husband –oh putin!! what fresh horror from hell is this!!
The story goes that a restaurant regular once asked the restaurateur to add a handful of cheese curds on some french fries, to which the restaurateur is said to have exclaimed, “ça va faire une maudite poutine” (“it will make a damn mess”), and that is how the dish got its name. I wonder if the name could have come from the French putin though.
There was a line to place your order and then another line to pick it up, but hot french fries in the middle of the night, with cheese and toppings, (that too after a few drinks) how can it not be worth it?
On Friday and Saturday nights we went with the husband’s plan – party like the locals. We would start the party at home, go out and party so more, then grab some late night grub and head home.
Saturday afternoon saw us at an Indian buffet that claimed to have upto 150 items on their spread. I counted around 90. Worth a dekho.