It’s always on my calendar, the first day of the first Brimfield flea market of the year. At this point we have a plan in place. Drive up Monday night to get a hotel, wake up early and have breakfast in Palmer and then we do the show for exactly one day. By late afternoon we head back —this time making a detour to see Mr. Frank Pepe— and then back home. Easy as can be, and just enough Brimfield until next year.
Two things to say about this year’s outing: 1. the weather was perfect, good temps and no rain. 2. I didn’t buy one thing. That’s never happened to me before, but it doesn’t really bother me either. I enjoyed just being out there and seeing the people and all of that old stuff. This time around it felt like I was having plenty of fun just taking pictures. No promises for next year when I’m sure I will be back to my old tricks.
Go to Brimfield at least once in your life. Walk around, be at a field when it opens, eat a Pilgrim sandwich and maybe even find some treasures to buy.
This weekend was spent on a mission to get out of Dodge. With the heat being what it has been this Summer, its been a good year to get out the city as much as possible. Luckily, I’ve been able to escape to the beach most weekends. The setting for the past few enjoyable days has been the leafy and well-heeled enclaves of the East End.
Put simply, I’m not a regular in either Montauk or the Hamptons, but I did manage to see some interesting stuff. Saturday in particular, we popped over to the East Hampton Antique Show and spent some time off the beach perusing the offerings of about fifty dealers from all over the East Coast. Obviously there weren’t any super deals to be found, but it was nice to get some inspiration for what to look for on eBay or other flea markets. I even spotted an Ovadia on the grass out there. All in all, not a bad way to enjoy a few sunny summer days.
The islands of the Tyrrhenian Sea recently served me as the ultimate respite from my hectic life in the city. This past week I enjoyed three very short days off the coast of Napoli tending to the sun and sea in the paradise that is Ischia. And don’t feel like you need to wait until Agosto to enjoy the islands of Italy, June is the perfect time to visit as prices are better and crowds thinner, but the weather couldn’t be better.
The islands of southern Italy are famous for their idyllic surroundings and relaxed atmosphere. Capri is by far the best known of the bunch, but my vote goes for its larger sibling Ischia. The more time I spend on the Mediterranean, the more I want to be there. Frankly, it’s a very well-fed and well-tanned vicious cycle that is not to be missed.
Some say Saratoga is America’s best looking race track, but my vote goes to Southern California’s Santa Anita Park. Every April, during the run-up to the Kentucky Derby, Santa Anita plays host to arguably the biggest West Coast race, the Santa Anita Derby. Since the track is in Los Angeles., it is generally a sunny and beautiful day at Santa Anita. This past weekend I had a chance to witness the spectacle of Santa Anita — with the folks from America’s Best Racing — in person for the first time. This is the derby: as it happened.