Today, the sidewalks of the UES* were decked out – as if one was walking among easter parade participants or a christmas day event [for lack of a better comparison, for those of us not celebrating Rosh Hashanah]. Everyone we passed on our way to a non-celebratory rehearsal lunch was dressed in their finest, or, at least one of their finest. The girls- linked together by arms, the fathers hovering proudly and protectively to the side, the wives pushing carriages of all types and the grandmothers proudly clutching the arm of a grown grandson or an available son.
*UES = upper east side