The wintry skies of today in New York City reminded me of where I was last week. I went for a snack in the East Village at Archie & Sons (23 Third Avenue, New York, NY 10003). I was reading a short story: The Blizzard by Alexander Pushkin. On the first page, he begins with the ballad: Svetlana (1813) by Vasily A. Zhukovsky.
Trampling the snow in drifts so deep,
The horses race in headlong flight,
And as across the slopes they sweep
A lonely church comes into sight
A great blizzard suddenly flings
Tufted flakes along the way;
A black raven with whistling wings
Hovers over the sleigh.
Its woeful cry forebodes but doom;
With manes upraised the steeds make haste
Peering into the distant gloom,
As they cross the snowy waste…
Archie & Sons is a home-style diner with reminiscence of the past—its décor; its menu, and its ʼ70s Music. Last week, I ordered a tasty “Yogurt & Granola”; however, next time, I will have an Archie’s Classic: “Mozzarella & Tomato Pita”.
Catch it if you can at www.archieandsons.com.