This past weekend was filled to the brim with good times and music. Last Thursday I made a trip into the city (that's NYC for anyone not on LI) with Chris and a group of friends. Destination: Central Park for the 311/Ziggy Marley concert. I will admit that I had mixed feelings before hand about whether I was going to enjoy it or not. Needless fretting because it was a great time! ;) Some drama as should probably be expected in a group of 10 (5 guys, 5 gals).
Friday was a rest day for me and I pretty much hung around the house.... Went shopping, knit, played music. Gathering energy for the next couple days. Saturday I headed over to Chris and we drove out to Amagansett to see Jorma [Kaukonen] at The Stephen Talkhouse. We got into town earlier in the day and actually managed to score a hotel room for the night. Yes! So we didn't have to worry about driving back home after a late show. After we settled our stuff into the room we set out to find food, then made a stop at the grocery store for some provisions to get us through the night. We got a very odd assortment of stuff... beer, water, grapes, raspberries, chips, & peanuts. Hmmm.... Chris said part party, part health trip. At this point we were thinking we'd be kinda hungry late at night because the Talkhouse didn't serve food, but not really hungry, so it was munchies we were after.
That ended up not being the case...The concert was awesome! We were near the front of the line to get in when the doors opened at 7:00 and we got seats at the bar right in the center. The bar stools weren't the most comfortable seating in the world, but I was glad I didn't have to stand all night. It was pretty close quarters, though, and we kept getting knocked into as people walked by. Chris got his feet stomped on a lot since his long legs couldn't really get tucked out of the way. Oh the price you pay for being tall. ;) I decided, actually I already came to this conclusion a while back, but I reconfirmed it, that blues is my favorite genre of music. Jorma is amazing. I knew a lot of the tunes that were played during the course of the evening. Some I recognized from Hot Tuna, others from his solo albums, all of them I enjoyed.
And the food situation.... By the time the concert ended at 10:30 we were both a bit hungry and somehow pizza got brought up. I have no real clue how. But we were given the nae of a place that supposedly stayed open until midnight, so we set off in search.... and never found it. Chris looked on GPS, called information, drove around the street... neither of us ever spotted it, so we ended up at another grocery store right around midnight as they were closing. Our room back at the hotel was actually a "suite" and had a little kitchen area. Cool, right? Microwave, fridge, sink, & oven, or so we thought. Turns out it was just a stove top. So.... we cooked our bourbon chicken on the stove top and heated it up with beer.
That beer came in handy. We each only drank one, but we cooked with it and then used the remaining chilled cans as a makeshift cooler the next day to pack the berries with.Sunday morning we woke up pretty early and made a trip to the hotel office for the continental breakfast. We were packed up and out by 11:00 and went into the town of Montauk to walk around. It was kinda a gray morning, but nothing too miserable, a stark contrast to the blazing sun and heat of the day before. After a walk on the beach, lunch, and a stop to grab some lobster seafood bisque we started the journey home. Shortly after that the sun came out and the day heated up a lot. If we'd known that was gonna be the case we would have stayed and hung on the beach, but there's always next time. Instead we got back to his house, relaxed for a few, had dinner, and went out to see Transformers.
Amazing weekend! :-)


