I traveled to NYC to experience Swan Lake, preformed by Misty Copeland and the American Ballet Theater. First off, WOW. The ballet was beautiful. The costumes were amazing. Misty was….so powerful in so many ways. I’ll talk about that at a later time.
What was also nearly as astounding as the ballet was the pop-up produce market that appeared right in the middle of all the mayhem on 66th + Lincoln Center.
There is nothing in that area besides high-rises, hotels, resturants and (of course) Lincoln Center. It totally embodies the “concrete jungle” nickname and yet within an hour, it seemed, all this super fresh produce, flowers, juices and bread showed up.
It smelled wonderful–as I walked through my body immediately reminded me that I hadn’t eaten anything besides pizza and hotdogs since I had landed. Damn good pizza and hotdogs, I must say, but still. I’m completely disgusted with myself. I should’ve grabbed a few freshly squeezed juices and a bushel of berries and started an immediate cleanse at that realization.
Instead, I grabbed a coffee and headed to the airport. Oh well. Better eating decisions to be made once I get back to my normal routine.
There were also some really talented artists at the pop-up shop. I saw a lot of sketches and acrylic art that could easily rival some I’ve seen in museums. But there they were–selling their work on the street. What’s that Jay-Z quote? “Since I made it here, I can make it anywhere…”
That seems to be the correct sentiment.