March 9th, 2009

little review

Poem for Monday

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Monday is my mother's birthday -- she said that she has decided to celebrate her 50th again, which would make her the same age as Barbie (and would mean that she was under ten when she had me, but we won't think about that). We spent the day downtown with her and my father on Sunday after Adam got home from Hebrew school -- once again in gorgeous low 70s weather. We went to the Newseum, which is one of the best museums I've ever visited; nearly every exhibit is interactive or audio-visual, with 15 theaters and dozens more viewscreens on six floors. We saw the introductory movie, the 4D movie, and the history of sports reporting on the lower level, then went up to the sixth floor and worked our way down through various historical galleries -- the special exhibit on Lincoln's assassination in the press, the 9/11 memorial, the progression of print and TV journalism (including a 10-minute film on journalism as portrayed by Hollywood), the Pulitzer Prize photo gallery, the tribute to journalists who died performing their jobs.

From there we walked to the National Gallery of Art to see Pride of Place: Dutch Cityscapes of the Golden Age, which has lovely paintings of the harbors and ships as well as the town centers, windmills and canals, plus some portraits and maps designed in the shapes of animals. We had dinner at Benihana, a Japanese restaurant where the chefs cook on grills built into the tables and put on a show with the knives, spatulas and raw ingredients -- my mother thought the kids would enjoy it and she was right, plus the food was excellent (we got soup and shrimp appetizers with the meal, for which I had fish and family members had two kinds of chicken that I tried -- everything including the salad and zucchini were delicious). We came back to our house for birthday cake that Paul made.

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