Monday, June 19, 2006
( 6:50 AM ) teahouse
The Boy and I were walking around midtown Manhattan yesterday, when we stumbled into a Street Fair.
It's that time of the year, when every weekend some road or another in Manhattan is shut down for one of these events.
You'd think that street fairs would be fun and unique. But once you've seen one, you've seen them all. They're highly licensed and regulated. Like outdoor shopping malls.
Here's a list of things I've seen and/or bought at street fairs in the City:
-- watered down lemonade and gyros
-- Italian sausage
-- corn dog on a stick
-- crepes of any kind
-- cheap orchids and bonsai trees
-- gray market cell phone accessories
-- vaguely Central American-looking ponchos with desert designs
-- jar of pickles
-- chair massages from threatening-looking Chinese people
-- cheap t-shirts with "I Heart NY" on them
-- irregular sheet sets
-- tacky ties and socks
-- cds of a guy playing Muzak on the pan flute
-- the newest miracle cleaning fluid
-- cheap department store brand cosmetics in half-melted tubes
-- bland Thai food sold by Chinese people
-- free copies of Dianetics from the Scientologists.
Yesterday we saw all of these things, but I wasn't tempted to buy any of it. I just had some watered down lemonade and some pad thai and chicken skewers. #