We looove it when family ventures up to New York City to see us - especially during the dead of winter, when there is a decent chance you will be treated to one of our surprise snowstorms or President's Day blizzards - or land in the middle of a polar vortex.
But the sun came out - all weekend - and the weather got downright warm in the 50s and 60s for our visit from Scott's brother and sister-in-law. We invited up them since we had two extra tickets to (wait for it...) "Hamilton" on Friday night, and they decided to make a weekend of it.
They arrived early Friday morning, giving me an excuse to make a ham, mushroom and soufflé for breakfast. After fueling up on soufflé and hot coffee - plus croissants and brioche from our nearby Maison Kayser - we jumped on the M3 bus and headed uptown to the Hamilton Grange, a National Park Service site and museum that includes the only house that Alexander Hamilton ever owned. Not surprisingly, with the popularity of all-things-Hamilton over the last two years, the number of visitors to this place has increased.
We saw - and loved - "Hamilton" when it opened in 2015. I have been pre-gaming a bit in recent weeks, listening to the soundtrack more than usual and getting back into the revolutionary spirit, so this was the perfect pre-show outing.
Here's the view of from this uptown property at 141st Street and Hamilton Terrace. It's quiet there.
And a peek inside the Hamilton's parlor.
After a bit of non-Hamiltonian sightseeing at The Cloisters (part of the Met Museum), and much needed afternoon naps all around, we met up at the theatre and took the obligatory pre-show selfies.
Do we look excited or what?