Thanksgiving in Saratoga
Warren on Dec 3rd 2010
A Crazy Turkey Day Weekend in Saratoga
Our weekend was a holiday adventure with family
We left New York City on Wednesday afternoon. Fortified by Penn Station sushi we boarded a jam-packed Amtrak train for the four-hour trip to Saratoga, via Albany, Schenectady, and all those Hudson River Valley towns. It was the Ethan Allen, ultimate destination, Rutland, otherwise knows as Rut Vegas. Let me stop right here. Instead of writing a long day-by-day narrative of our weekend, i’m going to cut to the highs and the lows using my brand new ranking system: First Class; Coach; and Standby.
First Class:
Gideon Putnam Hotel
I love the old-world charm of the Gideon Putnam. The service is top notch and always in fashion; the rooms are large and clean. The common area with two fireplaces and big comfy couches is a delight. Best of all may be the location: right in the middle of the Saratoga Spa State Park with its gorgeous WPA era buildings, the Hall of Springs, Lincoln Baths, etc… Also prompt shuttle service into Saratoga, the train station, the harness track,.
Uncommon Grounds:
Lauren was there morning noon and night. All told we had: lentil soup, potato leek soup, shrimp and corn chowder, jalapeno bagel tuna fish sandwich, jalpeno bagel with Atlantic smoked salmon and garlic cream cheese, Greek salad, chocolate mouse cake, several cups of coffee, lemon tea.
Glen Sanders Turkey Dinner:
We ordered the 10-person thanksgiving dinner to be picked up at the hall of springs. It included: 18 pound turkey; mashed potatoes and gravy; baked squash, green bean casseroe; stuffing, corn; cranberry sauce; rolls; apple and pumpkin pies and ingredient for next day’s soup. Granted it took two hours of prep time and included more items requiring reheating than we had oven space for, but in the end, it was delicious. The turkey was moist and perfectly cooked. The potatoes were real. The gravy tasted like homemade (it helped that we added a bit of juice from the turkey pan.
9 Maple
Very cool cozy little bar just off Caroline St in Saratoga. (Around the corner from the Tin and Lint where i spent many an hour back in the ’70s.) Know for its martinis. There’s a whole book of them to choose from and they start at $7.50. Friendly bartender, good peanuts, and live jazz. No velvet ropes. What’s not to like?
Amtrak:
No full-body scans, no pat-downs, no long lines. Leave your shoes on. And your watch, your jewelry, your belt, etc.. etc.. It’s a civilized way to travel. In my experience, the trains are usually on time. There’s a cafe car where you can get a coffee or beer or bottle of wine for a not exorbitant amount of money. they have a kick-ass cheese tray too. The holiday train from Penn Station to Saratoga was full but didn’t’ feel like a cattle car as the LIRR often does. Sit back, watch the Hudson river flow by, and before you know it, you’re there. Points off though for the Saratoga station being closed when we arrived at 7:00 pm.
Coach:
Putnam’s Restaurant:
On Thursday I had oatmeal and they brought me a side of strawberries when I asked for fruit. It was good. Friday I ordered oatmeal and fruit again. This time they brought me brown sugar, sraisins, strawberries, blueberries, raspberries, and blackberries. But the ceral was cold. I asked them to stick it in the microwaves and they made a fresh bowl and brought a whole new helping of fruit.
Saratoga Raceway and Casino:
We snagged $40 in Kasino Kash from the hotel and wasted no time hoppng the shuttle over to the Racino to see if we could build our fortune there. After negotiating the very complicated registration system and not fully understanding the whole points/cash equation we made a beeline to the 5 cent slots.
Tim’s Jeep Wrangler
Once my Mom’s car got towed, Tim was nice enough to let us use his Jeep. It was fun Only problem was the battery came up dead the first morning. So i called Northway AAA and things got worse. (See below)
Turkey Trot 5K run
Don’t know what made me think it would be easy to find my daughters at the starting line of the Christopher Daily Turkey Trot on
Broadway in Saratoga. After all there were 3,000 runners and a like number of spectators. Bundles against the cold, i scanned the crowd, but before i found them, someone found me. I hear a voice calling my name and se
e a familiar face. it’s my old friend Kathryn whom i haven’t seen in at least 20 years! Thoughwe’ve been facebook friends for awhile, it’s such a treat to see her in person. I was amazed that she was able to pick me out of the crowd. We talked for awhile then met up again at the finish line where we shivered together. After 30-some minutes my girls came running by. i collected them at teh finish line and we headed off to do some thanksgiving dinner shopping at
Standby
My Mom’s Oldsmobile
This was where the weekend got interesting. When we arrived on Friday we picked up the old, assumed to be trusty Oldsmobile from my Mom’s house to use for the weekend. Or was that rusty? It was fine when we drove to the Gideon that night. However, the next morning as i drove into Saratoga for the Turkey Trot, the brakes seemed weird in a pedal to the floor kind of way. Drove back to the hotel, then back to Mom’s house, stopping to get a bottle of brake fluid on the way. Praying, the whole time, that i didn’t have to stop suddenly. When i checked, i found the fluid reservoir was empty so i filled er up.
Northway AAA
They were prompt; i have to admit that. The arrived as promised when i called them to jump start the jeep in the Gideon Putnam parking lot. the AAA guy started it right up, but that’s when the funny stuff started. He offered to run some “tests” on the battery and immediately shut off the Jeep. Then he hooked up some sort of monitor and after a few minutes it spit out a print out. “Ah ha,” he sez. “You’ve got a bad cell. It won’t hold a charge.” I tried to restart, and sure enough, it wouldn’t. But, of course, he had a recommendation for a parts supply store just down the street that could fix me up right away. Ok, that seemed a little fishy so i said no thanks, left the car runing while i went back inside to finish breakfast and call Tim. We decided i should bring the Jeep back to him and let him deal with it. Had nit not been for the earlier incident with the failed brakes i probably would have taken a chance and kept it, but i was feeling a bit gun shy. Long story short: Tim had no trouble starting and restarting the Jeep and i was left without a vehicle all weekend because of the AAA scam.
9 Maple’s Smoke on the Vodka Martini:
Yes, i know I gave this joint my highest rating above. But I’ve just flashed back on the taste of the martini i chose from their martini menu book. Out of hundreds of choices on the menu i chose the Smoke on the Vodka martini. A vodka martini with a splash of single malt scotch. Sounds good, right? WEll, it was smokey all right. in fact it smelled and taste like a burning tire.
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Thanksgiving weekend in Saratoga Springs
Warren on Nov 26th 2010
We spent the weekend with family and at the elegant Gideon Putnam hotel. It’s on the National Register of Historic Places.
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Staycation on Wall St.
Warren on Aug 3rd 2010
Relaxing Evening at a Chic Downtown Hotel in New York City
Needing a break from the craziness that is the Hamptons in summer—the parking lot that is route 27, the cattle car that is LIRR, the scene that is the scene—we decided to spend the weekend in the city, doing the things we never do. we spent the afternoon Friday at the Museum of Sex. It was more interesting and comprehensive than i thought it would be. Loved the condom exhibit. Lauren was enthralled by the Sex Live of Animals exhibit. Then coffee and lunch at Birch Coffee inside/beside the Gershwin Hotel. Really fun place, especially the library upstairs. We hopped the F train to Brooklyn for drinks with friends at Apartment 138 on Smith St. Kickin’ martinis on the patio.
Saturday, back to Brooklyn for some random wandering on 5th ave in park slope, a burger at Bonnies, then a show at the Bell House in the Gowanus. Brother-in-law Don McGlashan from New Zealand was on the bill and he really rocked the house (which seemed to be full of Mutton Bird fans.)
As fun as all that was, the best came last on Sunday when we checked into the Andaz on Wall St for a luxe evening. And luxe it was, from the check-in, to the room, meals, and complimentary goodies. Check-in was smooThu and friendly. Our 17th floor room was spectacular from the plush kind-size bed to the modern furnishings, to the techie LED lights and electronic blackout shades. the bathroom was spectacular, easily larger than many NYC hotel rooms. In fact, the bathroom was more than a room. the sink was in an open area, the toilet behind a frosted glass door in a black granite room. across the space were the tub (for two) and a sleek shower.
But we could only spend so much time admiring and playing with the facilities. After a short walk around the block we headed to the hotels restaurant, Wall and Water, for dinner. it’s a beautiful space with an open kitchen at one end and a unique loungy bar at the other. It was quiet early on Sunday evening and we enjoyed the calm with a glass of wine before ordering. We had the potato soup with duck sausage, a few oysters, the old-style Maine shrimp cocktail (excellent!) to start. Lauren had the Chanterelle and chickpea pot pie as an entree and she really enjoyed it. My roast chicken with stinging nettle and morels was good, if a bit too salty for my taste. It was a delightful dinner.
We finished off the weekend with a room service breakfast of pancakes and crepes before i rushed off to work on the 4 train.
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Weekend in Vermont
Warren on Jun 16th 2010
Thursday: New vegetarian Lauren loves Quizno’s veggie sub as her roadfood choice of the day. Nice room at the Hilton Garden Inn on South Broadway in Saratoga.
Friday: Shrink-wrapped cinnamon bun and black coffee for breakfast. Took Mom to lunch at Uncommon Ground in Saratoga. She had gumbo. Lauren had carrot soup and a salad. I went for the tuna salad on Jalapeno bagel. Yum! We made the mistake of taking Mom to Ocean State Job Lots on the way home. But she wasn’t the one who was the problem. It was Lauren, and well, i suppose me too. We walked out of this dollar-store-on-steroids $111 lighter. The whole store was snickering as Lauren and I bickered over what to buy and what to leave behind. Best purchase: two down pillows for $10. worst purchase: all of those (albeit somewhat healthy) snacks. Then it was on the road to Vermont—with a stop at the Lake George outlets: Polo Ralph Lauren; Gap; J. Crew; etc…
Arrived in cloudy Burlington around 6:00 and headed straight for the Hilton. Never stayed there; knew it only as what it used to be: a Radisson. Normally, I go cheap when staying in town, out in the ‘burbs somewhere, but decided to do it up this time. Glad i did. The view Lake Champlain from our room was spectacular. I had spent some 20 years in Burlington, but never saw it quite like that. Met Zea and Nick as Asana for dinner. I had the tuna steak and a salad. it was delish. Then we went to Red Square to hear one of my old time favorites, the Grippo Band. Spent many a winter night listening to them with Shep. Emme and Shawn met us there and we stayed for a couple of fantastic sets.
Saturday we played tourists. First, Shelburne Farms for a Sheep demo, then Magic Hat for a brewery tour, then Champlain chocolate where we stumbled into a chocolate tasting. Met the kids at the Inn at Essex for a drink, said good bye to Emme and Shawn who were headed back to Boston; then back to Burlington for Dinner at a waterfront Mexican Place, name of which escapes me. Oh, wait, I almost forgot: Breakfast at Penny Cluse.Wow. Had an omelet with local ramps and goat cheese, home fries. So good!
Finally, Sunday, we ended the weekend at the ultimate Vermont tourists facility: The Ben & Jerry’s factory. It was, as one of the guides said, a mooooo-ving experience.
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Paris… at last!
Warren on May 13th 2010
Next stop, Paris. Well, actually, next stop, Dublin as yes indeed we do have a stop-over. And what a stop over it proved to be. A short schedule, long lines through customs and screening, a throw-down between Lauren and one of the screeners. Leading to a fight, maybe the first, between the two of us. And a stony silence flight from Dublin to Paris. We found our car in short order at Charles DeGalle and things took a turn for the better when the driver dropped us as the totally charming Raddison Blu Le Dokhan’s in the Trocadero district. More to come, including photos… sitting in the delightful lobby right now with my laptop.
First stop: Laduree for lunch.
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Surviving South Beach
Warren on Mar 11th 2010
Friday evening, 7:30 flight from LGA to MIA.
The things we carried into LaGuardia:
1 Louis Vuitton garment bag
1 large Louis Vuitton carryon
I purse
I generic garment bag
1 manbag
Now, no matter how you slice it, that’s more than 2 bags per person. Ever the optimist, Lauren thought that wouldn’t be an issue. She didnt know we were about to run into the meanest man in LaGuardia. I was hauling both garment bags plus my manbag as we approached the boarding gate. ‘You’ve got two many bags to carry on,’ he said as we approached. ‘Here. let me take one,’ Lauren said. ‘Now you’ve got too many bags,’ he said to her. ‘You’re going to have to check one.’ If we had been thinking we would have just shoved her purse into the carryon on. We weren’t thinking.
So we check a bag and made our way up the ramp. The flight was full, the aisle was jammed but we were able to find room to stash our remaining bags in the overhead and sat, and waited, and waited. There was some sort of drama going on. Seems there was a ‘fearful flyer’ who wanted to be seated near a friend. Why they hadn’t gotten seats together to start with i don’t know. The attendants tried shaming a bullying passengers into switching but none would so they eventually gave up. And, only an hour late, we lifted off heading to Miami.
Amazingly, we only had to wait a minute or two to reclaim that bag at the Miami airport. A short, $32 cab ride later we were deposited on Ocean Drive in front of hte Majestic. Like every other place on the street, it had an open air cafe in front, and annoying host/hostess accosting every passerby, trying to lure them in to eat. Giving it kind of a third world beggar chic vibe.Upon entering we immediately sensed that the Majestic was well, not so much. The lobby was shabby. the front desk clerk was gruff at best. and i felt a sinking feeling in my stomach when i realized i had shelled out $180 a night for this place.
The room? grim is the best word to describe it. not exactly dirty but a bit shopworn. nothing special about the furnishings or size. and what about the "partial ocean view?" In the morning we found that if you threw open the window and leaned out as far as possible you could maybe see a flash of blue off in the distance. No worries, Lauren said. The beds were comfortable and she managed to spend most of the night in bed with me before stretching out in the early hours in the other bed. A woman needs her space…
We had all day on Saturday to roam around before the evening wedding and after lunch at the New Cafe with our friend Joe, we stopped at the red bull art of the can exhibit on Ocean Drive. Fabulous, as one of us is wont to say. Then it was shopping, shopping, shopping the afternoon away until it was time for the wedding at the Fountainblue. We were a bit underwhelmed by the glitzy hotel. With all the shops and whatnot it felt as much a mall as a hotel. It was so big we had a hard time finding the right room and wound up smack in the middle of the law enforcement officer of the year banquet. Eventually we found our peeps, or they found us and we followed them to cocktails and appetizers by the pool Delightful, if a bit chilly.
We had a full day in Miami Sunday as our flight didn’t leave util 9:30 pm. After lunch with Joe again (at paul’s a lovely cafeteria style chain, French in origin, we did some more… what else… shopping. Lauren charmed the salesforce at Alchemist and we both enjoyed the funky gear at All Saints, but by day’s end we packed up with only one purchase, a pair of Prada shoes… for me! Surprise. We also did a bit of tattoo browsing. We walked into one place and as we were saying hello to the clerk behind the counter we heard someone scream “Lauren” from the back. It was Irina, a young woman who was once Lauren’s intern of sorts. Small world.
Back at the airport we again made the mistake of passing through security—where Lauren was subjected to a full body scan in what looked like an isolation booth from a ’60s game show—before we ate. So all we found was a rather sad looking Cosi with a few sandwiches and salads.
The waiting area was packed with passengers foe the New York flight. We boarded only a little late but then had to sit on the plane for a half hour because they couldn’t locate the ground crew. Off eating, no doubt, at a better place than Cosi.

Hotel room equipped with state of the art tissue
- Arriving at Miami Airport. Still smiling after the flight
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