01/27/2007

This is in Brooklyn Chinatown, in Sunset Park. One of my high school teachers told me he grew up in Sunset Park and that back then it was completely an Italian neighborhood. Chinatown in Manhattan also took over the Little Italy area; I wonder whether Flushing used to be Italian too before it became Chinese.

01/20/2007

On Saturday I met Cindy at the Brooklyn Museum, which was super-crowded by everyone trying to catch the last few days of the Annie Liebovitz exhibit. Because of a special sculpture exhibit upstairs, all the Rodin sculputures have been moved to the lobby of the museum. This is one of them, I don't remember the title.

01/19/2007

First snow of the season ! It was extremely light and almost all gone by the end of the day, but still nice while it lasted. Though I hadn't seen snow in so long, I forgot how slippery it could be and almost fell walking down the stairs.

01/16/2007

This view is from a window looking behind my house. I like looking out this window at night.

01/12/2007

Every Friday morning this guitarist plays at my subway station as part of the MTA's Music Under New York program. He plays quite well but I don't usually get to hear him for more than a few minutes.

01/09/2007

View of Prospect Park from the plane arriving to LGA. The angle was too close so my house is outside the picture frame, but it would be close to the bottom left corner of the screen. Another fun thing about this photo: the sun was setting so the light condition gives the impression that it is fall (red leaves) rather than winter (gray branches).

01/07/2007

Ducks and geese in the park on Sunday morning. A few of them have numbered tags, I wonder what for.

So hard to choose just one photo to post ! This was also taken in the park, and is one of the few photos I have with Hilary where she is not crouching to my height...

01/06/2007

70 degrees in January ! So extraordinary, it seems that everyone decided to go out today. After taking my two aunts to dim sum in Chinatown, we ran into another aunt and uncle and various cousins who had just eaten in the area. And then, Hilary and Arel happened to be in Brooklyn so we all went for a walk in Prospect Park, where we kept trespassing on other people's football games.
In photo (if you can spot them): Lisa, Arel, Hilary and my dad, Tata Son, my mom.