Well, in fact it almost is for those of us who leave east of the East River. After a few very busy weeks with my wonderfully rewarding, not-very-day-job-esque day job, it's time to get back in the zone.
Pond, courtesy of Town of Smithtown.
Pumpkin Ale, courtesy of the very helpful folks at Lake Ronkonkoma Beverage Company.
And now, I am equipped to tackle the latest edition of Coastal Cheap & Chic...
I should preface this post by saying my husband and I make frugality a game as much as possible. Presented with a Wednesday to myself a few weeks back, I decided a post-Labor Day trip to the Hamptons was in store. Not only would it be quiet, but I could satiate my window shopping curiosity at a few of those cute places without traumatizing perennial good sport, Mr. Cardinal. Win-win.
My rule was to keep it at $20 for the day, food included. (I went over 40 cents, but then I refuse to tip like Rachel Ray.)
After a lovely, leisurely drive out East, I ended up stopping in Easthampton and working my way back west.
Stop número uno was Citarella, gourmet foodmart transplant from NYC. As I impractically rifled through the extensive selection of pate and cheese, it occurred to me that 1) I should finally have breakfast and 2) I should bring back something for Mr. Cardinal. For $7, I was able to do just that. I picked up a multigrain, sourdough and dinner roll for later, and a coffee and cinnamon puff muffin for breakfast. The muffin had a dense, moist butteriness and was encased in a generous coating of cinnamon and sugar. The Citarella house blend coffee was pleasantly strong, with a pervasive nuttiness. I sat in their cafe area plotting my day of frugality, while much to my amusement the neighboring coffee drinkers strategized their childrens' positioning for Yale. ;-)
After breakfast (or perhaps what really qualified as brunch) I made my way around all the area shops of interest. One place in particular piqued my curiosity--- a quirky Christian Celle offering called clic which featured a variety of artisanal homewares, textiles, women's and children's clothing. I scored an adorable eco-friendly bag for eight dollars.
Heading, west I arrived at the Parrish Art Museum in Water Mill, which on Wednesdays does not charge admission. There I could relish in viewing a very fine collection of Jackson Pollock and his contemporaries, as well as number of artists with whom I was not familiar (Fairfield Porter being a new favorite). The new museum, which borders on Duckwalk Vineyards, is quite industrial and contemporary (and I'm guessing, subject to a certain amount of aesthetic criticism). That being said I think the minimalist quality of the building itself and its organic treatment of diffuse light really served the paintings well. While certainly no art or architecture critic, I was really filled with joy having had the opportunity to experience these works in this particular space.
Afterward, I popped by the museum's little café and treated myself to cold cantaloupe soup infused with thyme (about $4 including tax and tip). It was so lovely to sit on the patio and appreciate the building's expansiveness from the outside as well.
Taking everything in, it felt like a true epitaph to summer on Long Island...