We were near the two kosher street vendors and I was really hoping one of them would have a corn dog, something I've only seen on TV. The first one had falafel and salads and I really don't understand what the point of vegetarian meat balls is. The second was not where it was supposed to be so we went home.
We went home on the B. Cutesy of the MTA, I completely forgot that B runs on the Q line in Brooklyn. Good thing Barb was there to remind me. There was a seriously weird ad on the train for LIM college. Not sure what this face expression is supposed to be. Is she yawning? Yelling? Growling? Having a seizure?
We parted with Barb on Newkirk. Now here's the setup. I put the stroller in the middle of the platform, away from both sides. I'm standing right in front of the stroller and facing the kids. Nochum is in the stroller, Shlomik next to him and I'm telling them, albeit in Russian, to behave. Then, while still standing right next to the stroller, facing the kids and keeping an eye on them, I decide to check in on foursquare. Well, this jackass who was on the platform since we got off decided to tell me what a bad parent I am. Told me that instead of playing with my phone, checking stocks, I should be paying attention to what my kids are doing and that they should be taken away. ORLY? Told him to keep his mouth shut and mind his business and took a pic of his VIP self. Told him this will be online tonight and here it is.
Thanks goes to Barb for being the tour guide and helping with the kids.
Still want to take the kids to the Sony museum and about time to visit the MTA museum again. But, Sundays are crowded and Pesach probably too.