February is usually the worst month in terms of Cold. In NYC the winter has been mild
we haven't had one of those spells with below zero weather. In the era of front wheel
drive cars getting out of the snow seems easier.
In March the circus will be coming to town. The circus is something Marxist commies try to ruin for Americans. I will be taking a young child to see her first circus. This is a magic moment in a child's life. When I was growing up there were smaller circuses. There was a small parade when the circus came to Liberty NY. It didn't matter
that it was not Ringling Brothers, because the whole family was together. We sat on horrible benches, but nobody cared.
There are moments kids never forget and many of them are small. I went to the art museum and for me the special place is the Temple of Dendur. There is an Egyptian Temple in the Metropolitan Museum of Art. However, little girls are more prone to want to be little princesses and there is also a castle front. I had been to this museum countless times and forgot that the Greek Art was in between our destination.
Midway through cries of "theyre naked" and a very short explanation about how Greeks considered the human body itself an art form was my magic moment. I also reminded her that she is not Greek. She basked in the front of the castle and enjoyed the sculpture garden.
On the way home we went for a milkshake at an old style ice cream shop. I did have to explain to the staff how to make a Cherry Lime Rickey. I am learning this is some type of forgotten art. In fact I had to do this in VT. The locals including the owner
were amazed at the skills I had not practiced for 20 years. An authentic Chery Lime Rickey looks like a mad scientists creation as it has three separate color rings. The third is created when the syrup drifts downward. I remember my first one in Grossingers Hotel thirty years ago. I remember perfecting it at the Concord for the rare customer that would ask. I remember my coworkers thinking I was crazy as it took me a few attempts to perfect it. I had one at a street fair in Brooklyn but it was a crude imitation without the appearance an about 70% of the taste. Anyway much to my amazement I was asked "What was that?". I explained the lost world off egg creams, cherry lime rickeys and vanished Catskill Hotels to a sweet kid.
Oddly our magic moments don't cost that much. A trip to the museum and soda shop or when I was growing up the sping water at Parksville didn't cost much. However, the memories were priceless.