A blog about New York City, my books, and my cats. Mostly.
Very perplexing. Yes chicken? They have another restaurant, I learned, with poulet in the name so maybe they are saying that place is open? Or, are they urging us to eat chicken for some reason? The signs below are for a movie theatre that is, of course, closed. The quote is a little off, but I’m guessing they abbreviated it to fit.
I’ve been going out every day for a long walk and to pick up food or whatever else I need. My friends have been on me about this. The walks are okay, but they said I should limit my trips to the stores. Their admonitions are working. I’m going to start ordering in. One of the things I’m going to do is order a candy pack from Economy Candy. They are struggling like everyone else and the call has gone out for people to order candy packs. What I love about this is you don’t know what you’re going to get. They’re like these mystery boxes I used to order from the back of comic books. The surprise factor was so much fun!
People picking up their dinners to go.
A guy in the West Village in full tyvek. This is what I wear when I’m working in the isolation ward at the ASPCA. But if he was in full PPE he’d also have booties covering his shoes, gloves, and the hood would be over his head. We don’t use the hooded version and we wear bonnets instead. Going even further he have on a face shield (but we don’t use those at the ASPCA except during surgery).
This was at the greenmarket at Union Square, a scene that drove Gov. Cuomo crazy. One, because it was open I guess, and two, because no one was following the six foot rule. The crowds were small but people were walking around as they usually would, and not staying apart.
Everywhere I went there were almost no cars. Spooky. I started walking down the middle of the street on certain blocks, just because I could. The last shot was from my evening walk, heading west towards the river.
Shelters are operating with reduced staff and we need to get the animals out. Please consider sheltering. If I could I’d be filling my bedroom with animals, but my animals reacted badly and I can no longer foster. It breaks my heart because it was so much fun, AND I was helping animals. Animals make a home better. Please consider it.