A day with a friend and some odds and ends

The other day I made a dinner that ended up being all orange.

It was an accident. But it is better than the times I have made dinners where everything is white.

I was rearranging some of the vintage linens in my stash and I noticed that a centerpiece wasn't just ecru/brownish but had yellow stripes. I soaked it for a day in Oxy-clean and now it looks the way it was meant to. This piece will probably be in the center of our Shabbat table this week. ( Oh, and the color goes with our orange dinner)

My friend Nini came to town and we spent the day together.

We went to the exhibit at the NYPL celebrating a century of the New Yorker. You can visit the exhibit virtually. It's a delight to go to an exhibit that was clearly so much fun to put together.

I just loved this photo of James Baldwin.

Below are Harold and Lillian Ross's typewriters.

And here is the besotted couple.

The curators created a frieze of New Yorker covers.

I loved seeing the originals of the spot illustrations.

This is by Garth Williams

A photo of the test of the nuclear bomb

Just a few of the many cartoons displayed.

A letter from JD Salinger you can click on it to enlarge it.

A snarky note from Dorothy Parker--It is titled "Unattractive Authors who I admire".

The library is so beautiful that anything looks better there.

We also visited the exhibit of treasures owned by the library.

These are the actual stuffed animals that A.A. Milne based Winnie the Poo on.

These are Toscanini's performance shoes

and those worn by Agnes DeMille

A ketubah from the early 19th century

Below is Charles Dickens' desk and chair. It is one wide chair.

I don't know what this is but I liked it.

The white marble floors are just so lively.

Nini and I looked and chatted and looked and chatted and walked some more. It was a pretty excellent day.

Today I baked another bread.

Our dinner wasn't just orange tonight. It was orange and brown.

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