This past weekend we headed out to McCarren Park in Greenpoint, Brooklyn for a spot of pumpkin picking. As per usual with the subway on the weekend in New York, what should have been a 20ish to 30 minute ride at most turned into at least an hour and a half with walks in between changing to different stations, a stop in at Subway for a loo stop (between a 32 week pregnant woman and a 4 year old this was a necessary stop).
The best part of the adventure of getting out to McCarren Park was unwittingly locating Hamish’s apartment from the Aussie radio show Hamish and Andy. You see I have been listening to the self-proclaimed “The People’s” radio show via podcast in New Zealand and now in New York for the past 3 or 4 years at least. The comedic duo’s podcast has helped me through training for my first off road half marathon as well as my second half-marathon, and sleepless nights with a refluxy baby. The pair relocated to New York from Melbourne in June for a couple months as part of their Gap Year. Gap Year is a term mostly used downunder and in the UK, basically it’s a year’s break in your studies to travel. Neither Hamish nor Andy is a student, but their rational was that they were too busy starting into the radio biz to have a gap year, so why not do it now as they are creeping into their thirties. Oh and yeah, it’s really only a Gap Couple of Months as they finished their stint in New York at the beginning of October – a mere 3 and a bit months after it started.
Anyways, back to the happy coincidence at hand. While trying to change to the L train at 8th Avenue the friendly MTA bods gave us a ticket to catch a bus all the way out to past where we were trying to get to so that we could then take another train back in. We decided walking to another station on 14th Street would at least make us feel as if we weren’t going in circles. The stretch of 14th street we were walking along had quite a few irish pubs including the one pictured below. I had just listened to H&A’s last broadcast from NY where Hamish mentions regret for not making Flannery’s his local even though he lived right underneath. Could I be standing right outside his apartment?
The Donut Pub next door was another clue. I was pretty certain Hamish had mentioned how hard it would be to resist a donut shop right under his apartment. The final clue was Fat Sal’s Pizza – I’m pretty good at remembering names and was sure that this was another food nemesis Hamish had mentioned at some point.
So besides walking past Richard Kind outside a cafe on Amsterdam Ave in the Upper West Side and talking to a Grammy Award winning artist on the subway ride from TriBeCa to UWS, this is kinda a celebrity spotting isn’t it? Who is the ‘biggest’ celebrity you’ve ever seen in your lifetime?