Photo by myself in Midtown, around 37th Street and 8th Avenue.
You can get chicken schwarma and falafel from the 'Meal O'bama', a sidewalk food vendor in Midtown.
Incidentally, here's an article in the Times describing how many businesses have renamed themselves to include the President's surname.
Yesterday, I took some photos of the big fountain near Columbus Circle. It was a nice, sunny day, and I'd been in the area for a site visit.
Then in my delirium, I went to the subway station and promptly boarded the wrong train. I wound up on 8th Avenue, near Penn Station. Walking several blocks to the office, I spotted the Meal Obama cart and took the photograph above.
The photos of the fountain turned out nice, but...eh. How many times has that fountain been photographed? It's a recognizable icon in the middle of a very touristy area.
Next question - how many times has the Meal O'bama been photographed? Why do I consider the Meal O'bama much more interesting than an over-publicized fountain?
There is a message in there somewhere, about what you plan on doing and what just happens, and about doing what convention tells you versus what sparks your interest at a particular moment in time.
And to complete the story, how poetic is it, that Meal O'bama is parked next to a Hallmark store?
Here's a night view of the fountain that I took on another occasion.
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