Monday, October 17, 2016

A September Day in New York

On a sunny September day I walk along the crowded streets of Little Italy.  It is the Feast of San Gennaro and the crush of people almost make it impossible to walk.  The barrage of scents attack my nose – fresh tomatoes, sausages, cheese, baked goods, and even seafood  I gingerly walk by tiny dining tables set on the sidewalks by cafes where people sip wine and dine on Italian dishes.  I keep it light with a cold lemonade and a slice of delicious New York style pizza.  I watch the colorful floats ride down the parade route under a gorgeous sky.  I am happy to spend a day in the city, but still thinking it would be better with some company.

narrow city streets
expand to hold immense crowds
under the blue sky


"San Gennaro Festival Parade" 9/17/16
Photo by Arcadia Maria
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15 comments:

  1. It would be fun with some company for sure. Would love to try that delicious NY pizza. Enjoyed the wonderful September day in NY ~

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  2. Love NY style pizza. I became seriously addicted when I lived up there. I finally located some down here a couple of years ago. I so enjoyed this trip up North to this festival!

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  3. Well... it's too late for me to make one of those sandwiches that you made me smell and would love...
    I don't like you no more :)
    Nice write!
    ZQ

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  4. Wow, you really tickle the senses with this haibun! it's early in the morning and I'm longing for a pizza and lemonade! A wonderfully busy scene!

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  5. The barrage of scents attack my nose – fresh tomatoes, sausages, cheese, baked goods, and even seafood.. my goodness you have got my mouth watering 😉

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  6. What a wonderful day you have tempted us with. Love the smells and tastes

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  7. I love how you describe a day of feast, but the fact you have to enjoy it alone is a sad one.

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  8. Ah....we have a North End in Boston -- which is equivalent to little Italy. And August is the month of "feasts" -- parades, food, revelry. You've described it so well -- except New York pizza is not allowed in Boston, and especially in the North End. A national chain frozen yogurt store just left the area....ignored as "not really North End" by consumers and neighborhood folks. Pizza places are family - bakeries are family - restaurants are family. No chains. Coffee shops are individual -- no Starbucks here.
    And oh I do understand that feeling when one is alone and you see something fantabulous and you go to turn around and say to someone, "Wasn't that amazing?" and there's no one there. Always better to share the experience -- but sometimes we can't.

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  9. I used to love to visit Little Italy in both San Francisco and Los Angeles--the best food and so much fun. Nice descriptions in yours, bringing in sensory details.

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  10. I like the thought of the narrow streets expanding to accommodate the crowd. You made Little Italy come alive with all the senses!

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  11. You really got me with the line "but still thinking it would be better with some company."

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  12. Yum! You made my tummy rumble for all that deliciousness, yet you also captured the sadness of having no one to share it with. :-( The juxtaposition of emotions and sensations brings the reader right in. Brava!

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  13. You set the scene with perfect visuals and smells of the shops and cafes and the packed crowd. It's always more fun to be able to share these times with someone else. Well done!

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