Flower Box Awards: Curry Hill
This week, when I went up to the area known to fans of middle-eastern cuisine as "Curry Hill" on Lexington between 28th and 29th. I not only got the almonds and cardamom pods I was looking for, but I also came away with an usual flowerbox award. Perched atop the Chez Le Chef bistro is a balcony spilling over with plant life: mums, petunias, sunflowers, coleus and daisies. It’s dazzling.
However, upon closer inspection, it becomes evident that not all of the plant life is, well, living. Those mums in the lavender plastic pots? Dead. Those perfectly yellow sunflowers standing at attention? Fake. Normally, I wouldn’t be singling out such an attempt at greening the community for an award, however this week, as summer officially came to an end, and I became nostalgic for my own once-robust garden, I have to admit that I cracked a smile when I came upon the balcony over Chez Le Chef. Now, if they’d just replace those dead mums with something – heck, something plastic. skgr