Stolen Moments at the Museum

Today was a most special day, not because it is Thursday, but because it was filled with stolen moments.

Up a little earlier than usual, I went with a certain trepidation to the Diagnostic Center to have an MRI and a bone density test; nothing like getting older for ratcheting up these expensive tests to see why we're aging.


But instead of going to work, I headed uptown to West 53rd Street for a look at van Gogh's "Starry Night" and an hour's tour of Redon.


Going, coming, staying, all stolen moments as I first sat leisurely in the Museum Cafe and eat the tinest portion of smoked trout and drank two really well made cups of coffee--so fresh it was as if I was drinking an aphrodaisiac!