Our evening began at a "gallery" where we met Priscilla, animal sculptor. This bag was truly something to behold. Little did we know, we would come across well-known, largely respected characters all evening long, each of them for very unique reasons.
You see, when you go out with my dear friend Carolynn, you never can tell which circle the evening will draw you into. 
On this occasion, we ended up in a penthouse on Fifth Avenue drinking exotic, fresh squeezed juices and noshing on spicy dried mangos and delicious, smoky baba ganoush.
The mind-boggling space belongs to the respectable Dr. Stephen Adler. Please note the grand piano (to the left) in the greenroom, where I quickly fell into daydreams about reading books on the plush sofa and snoozing under the mid-day sun.
His veranda sprawled around the entire building and overlooked the Hudson.
Then along came the dapper Ed Osgood and his fairly new bride, JoJo. Ed spent five years in WWII and was a founding member of the Young Republicans of San Francisco. He was appalled at my lack of a second language, but invited me to sit next to him anyhow. We spoke of the Great Lakes and how wonderful they are to swim in. His nails were manicured and polished. Ed and JoJo were on their way to London to renew their vows. Quite the pair, these two.
Dr. Adler's art collection appeared never-ending. Every wall and surface of the place was covered in artifacts. Very Yves Saint Laurent, though different tastes.
And finally Santiago, the man of the evening. He brought this motley crew of people together and cooked up a beautiful vegetarian spread but would not let me take his picture.
On this occasion, we ended up in a penthouse on Fifth Avenue drinking exotic, fresh squeezed juices and noshing on spicy dried mangos and delicious, smoky baba ganoush.
The mind-boggling space belongs to the respectable Dr. Stephen Adler. Please note the grand piano (to the left) in the greenroom, where I quickly fell into daydreams about reading books on the plush sofa and snoozing under the mid-day sun.
His veranda sprawled around the entire building and overlooked the Hudson.
Then along came the dapper Ed Osgood and his fairly new bride, JoJo. Ed spent five years in WWII and was a founding member of the Young Republicans of San Francisco. He was appalled at my lack of a second language, but invited me to sit next to him anyhow. We spoke of the Great Lakes and how wonderful they are to swim in. His nails were manicured and polished. Ed and JoJo were on their way to London to renew their vows. Quite the pair, these two.
Dr. Adler's art collection appeared never-ending. Every wall and surface of the place was covered in artifacts. Very Yves Saint Laurent, though different tastes.
And finally Santiago, the man of the evening. He brought this motley crew of people together and cooked up a beautiful vegetarian spread but would not let me take his picture.
An evening unlike any other I've spent in the city.
Thank you for bringing me along, Carolynn!
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Thank You Molly D.
Captured Memories.
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