A hot, sunny Saturday prodded us to seek refuge in an air-conditioned museum. Mom wanted her visit to be all about Brooklyn (in fact, she didn’t even set foot in Manhattan her entire trip) so the Met, the Whitney and MOMA were crossed off the list. The Brooklyn Museum it was!
After brunch (food post coming soon!), we took the scenic route through Prospect Park to the museum.
When you’re walking through such densely forested patches with winding creeks, it’s certainly hard to believe that the busy streets of Brooklyn are just a five-minute walk away.
We made it through the forest and began to conquer the museum–all 5 floors of it. Within the first 5 minutes we split off from mom, as our museum-viewing strategies are very different. She looks at each piece carefully, reads every placard, and sits on benches to study a painting. Our method is to race around making sure to view every exhibit in the most efficient way possible. I blame NYC. The quick pace of the city makes you speed down sidewalks in an almost panicked rush, even when you realize you don’t have somewhere urgent to be.
For dinner, mom picked up some cheeses, loaves of bread, olive spread, balsamic vinegar, salad and rice pudding. We then took our picnic to ‘Celebrate Brooklyn!!!’ — a free summer concert series in Prospect Park, two blocks from our home.