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My sweet mother decided she wanted to go on a trip to the beach so she took all four of her children and their spouses to Paradise Island in the Bahamas for five days.  The adventure began last Saturday when we all arrived midafternoon within an hour or two of each other.  We were all in the hotel pool immediately, soaking up the sun and wetting our whistles.

The first evening, the hotel had a band that did pop music and rhythm and blues.  If there’s one thing the Arnold clan has, it’s rhythm.  We were singing and dancing all night long.  We formed a dance line and boogied down to funky town.  Even my 82 year old mom got in the act.  Everyone in the room got up and danced with us and it was a real party. 

On Sunday, LJ and I decided to go into old downtown Nassau.  Some of the old buildings were beautiful and I loved the government buildings.  They were all pink with white trim and green shutters.  And the landscaping was gorgeous.  There were, of course, hundreds of little shops selling junk for tourists to waste their money on, and I contributed my share.  There were also a ton of high dollar jewelry shops.  We couldn’t really figure out why since the prices seemed very similar to prices in the states.  The only thing one would save would be taxes - not that significant in my mind.

Sunday afternoon we were back in the water.  Sunday evening the hotel activity was karaoke to rap songs we weren’t too familiar with.  So, as Arnolds sometimes do, we got drinks in the lobby bar and proceeded to have a song fest on our own.  My brother Steve and I sang big band songs from the 40’s.  It was such fun!

Monday we decided to go to the Atlantis Casino.  Mom and I played slots and my brothers-in-law played roulette.  And the winners were - Mom and Rob!  Mom won $100 and Rob won $150.  Good job!  In the Atlantis complex, there was a wonderful aquarium that wrapped around the building.  It was stocked with hundreds of beautiful fish, large and small, all brightly colored and some really cool manna rays.  That was fascinating.

Our Paradise Island resort was all-inclusive and we ate most of our meals at a buffet that offered a variety of choices.  Generally, we found the food was quite good.  They had a nicer restaurant that required appropriate dress and reservations, so we decided to have a more formal evening there on Monday night.  The food was good and there was lots of conversation and laughter, as always happens when my family gets together.  The evening would have been perfect if Mom had not fallen getting on the elevator at the end of the evening.  She had to be taken to the hospital the next morning to be x-rayed and get everything thoroughly checked out.  She sustained a pretty bad sprain and was in a lot of pain, but meds and sleep helped her get through Tuesday.

On Tuesday, with Mom back at the hotel sleeping, we went to the beach.  The water was unbelievably beautiful and the waves were pretty powerful.  We had so much fun playing in the ocean.  Jen declared it the best thing on the whole trip.  Tuesday night the hotel put on a show of native dances and a limbo specialist.  LJ got picked from the audience because he was the tallest guy there.  He had to “assist” the limboist go under the lowest bar by holding another guy standing on the limboist’s abs.  Funny.  It was a good last evening.

Wednesday was travel day back for all of us.  It was a lovely vacation and a really memorable one to have with my whole family.  Thanks, Mom!

LJ and I just spent 3 days in New York, and except for the heat/humidity, it was glorious.  We arrived at the Mansfield Hotel on Wednesday afternoon.  It’s a wonderful little boutique hotel on 44th Street across from the Algonquin between 5th Avenue and 6th (or Avenue of the Americas).  It is a prime location being equidistant from prime shopping and the theatre district, and I plan to partake of a little of both.  The room is roomy (for New York) and the bathroom is great.

Mansfiel Hotel

In the M Bar

After drinks, we go to dinner at Osteria al Doge.  It’s a wonderful little Italian place on 44th that is really busy for a Wednesday night.   I had Salmon alla Griglia which was perfectly cooked, and LJ ahd Ravioli Spinaci.  He said it was wonderful. 

After dinner we walked to Grand Central Station and got our Metro cards so we could take the subway like locals while we’re here.  We jumped on and went downtown to 86th to our favorite little bar in NY where the wait people sing Broadway tunes between slinging drinks.  It was fun, but we called it a fairly early evening after all the travel and hubbub of the first day.

Thursday morning we had breakfast at a little restaurant called Un, Deux, Trois.  It was a pretty little place, but breakfast was really pedestrian and cost a fortune.  I think we’ll find a more down home place tomorrow.  We then head uptown and shopping at the MOMA store.  We roam Rockefeller Plaza and go into the NBC store so I can buy a 30 Rock t-shirt.  As we walk back down 5th Avenue, I decide I haven’t brought the right shoes, so I go into Nine West and buy another pair.  I know, we have Nine West in Dallas.  But it just feels different in New York!

It’s time to have lunch at Le Bernardin.  I have been anxiously waiting for this for months.  Eric Ripert is one of the finest chefs in the world, and this is going to be a world class experience.  And it doesn’t disappoint!  Lunch is a prix fixe, 3 course meal.  My first course was barely seared shrimp with mache and wild mushroom salad with shaved fois gras and white balsamic vinaigrette.  LJ had barely cooked slivered scallops in a lime coconut sauce with cilantro.  They were both simply magic.  I could have stopped there and been happy.  But, no.  My main course was baked wild striped bass with a corn canneloni in a light perigord sauce.  Everything was so light it fairly floated.  The flavors just sort of lingered on the tongue.  LJ had crusted red snapper with zucchini, mint and coriander compote in a rich citrus broth.  Finally, desserts were so elegant and delicious.  They are titled by the food that is featured.  I had “Pear” and LJ had “Hazelnut.”  Pear consisted of a cinnamon caramel parfait, liquid pear, smoked sea salt, and fromage blanc sorbet.  Amazing!  I have no idea how it was done, but the “liquid pear” was a little grape looking thing that when you bit into it, there was a pear explosion in your mouth.  “Hazelnut” was a gianduja cream with Oregon hazelnuts (which was kind of like a hazelnut mousse) and honey banana brown butter ice cream.  I don’t think words can do it justice.

After that lunch, it seems like nothing could top the day, but we are seeing Denzel Washington and Viola Davis in Fences that night.  It was amazing, devastating, the best play I’ve ever seen, which is saying a lot considering I’ve see Ian McKellan and Helen Mirren on stage.  I have never cried so hard watching a play.  I’m sure Viola will win a Tony.  What a day we’ve had! 

Friday morning we slept a little later and did a little more walking around town before getting ready for lunch at Bobby Flay’s Mesa Grill.  Mesa Grill has a really fun vibe with colorful walls and table linens and a moderately noisy atmosphere.  We start with Margaritas - LJ has the Mesa Grill Margarita and I have a White Peach Margarita.  Yummy.  Our appetizer is Rough Cut Tuna Nachos with Habanero Mango Hot Sauce and Avocado Crema.  It was really like a tuna tartare with gorgeous raw tuna with the two sauces and homemade tortilla chips on the side.  Wonderful!  LJ’s main course was Cornmeal Crusted Chile Relleno with roasted eggplant, manchego cheese, sweet red pepper sauce and balsamic vinegar.  I had a Pressed Roasted Pork Sandwich with grilled red onion, arugula ancho mayonnaise and Southwestern fries.  For dessert we shared a blueberry tart which consisted of lime custart in a very crisp shell topped with whipped cream and a crushed fresh blueberry sauce.  Outstanding!  All I can say is it’s a good thing you walk 5 miles a day in New York.

After lunch we went to Chelsea Market.  This market is like a New York mall with lots of stores under on roof covering a couple of city blocks.  It was bustling and the stores were wonderful.  We particularly liked the Italian food market.

  After spending a couple of hours wandering Chelsea Market we head back to the hotel to rest up before going to see Stacey Kent.

Birdland is a great place to see jazz!  It’s an intimate club but it serves full dinners (if you want and you haven’t just eaten everything in sight at Bobby Flay’s) or just a cheese plate or snacks.  We were seated right at the edge of the stage.  Stacey was, as usual, impeccable.  She did about half of her songs in either French or Portuguese.  Her new CD is called Reconte-moi and is done entirely in French.  It’s just lovely, but harder to relate to when you can’t understand the lyrics.  Still, she is an amazing singer and we loved it.

We leave on Saturday after having been excited, entertained, and exhausted by New York.  But we know we’ll be back!