Four nights. Two cities. A Saturday designed around the Met, as any civilised calendar ought to be.
Three nights at the Courtyard Midtown East: two queens, a sofabed, and a front desk.
Junior Queen Suite
Two queens + sofabed
866 Third Avenue, New York
Thursday night: UA 274 arrives Newark around 8:00 PM. Uber in, check in, and bed. Melanie’s Las Vegas flight is still to be added.
Times are local. Venue names and addresses link out when useful.
Click through for menus, visitor details, or directions. One less tab to hunt down while out in the world.
The old Marty & Dad standard. Smoked fish, eggs, and a room that has no need of a reinvention strategy.
One of those New York dining rooms that has seen a great deal and refuses to make a fuss about it.
Photo from Delmonico’s official site.
The room where a nation began. Arrive at screening by 3:30 PM; history runs on a timetable.
National Park Service photo.
The murderous Scot in the afternoon; Mozart’s emotionally elaborate wager after dinner. They make quite a pair.
Verdi turns ambition, guilt, and a troublesome prophecy into a very fine afternoon.
Mozart’s sparkling proof that people should never be put through loyalty experiments.
Opera trips with Dad across seventeen cities: the Met, La Scala, Covent Garden, Dresden, Venice, Chicago, and a great many formidable evenings.