Friday evening we went to Gateway to see Greenberg. The comments board in the lobby was 90% against the film - "boring, "sucks," "Ben Stiller should get a job at 7-11" - which made me hopeful, and in fact it was a very good, wonderfully acted movie.
Saturday morning we went to the new green market on 2nd Street, opposite the Museum of Science and Discovery. Little white tents dotted the park. There was a pasta man, a bread man, a vegetable man, organic vegetables, hydroponic vegetables, a man making lemonade, a woman with three types of tomatoes (red, yellow, and dark red), each type cut up in little pieces for sampling. Most people had samples, including the ceviche woman and the young Croatian man who made hummus and a delicious flourless chocolate cake with nuts. A pretty good crowd, too, including one couple who had brought their own canvas bag (and refused all offers of plastic), and a fair number of dogs, including Otis, the English bulldog owned by the director of the Museum of Art. All the market needed was a little shade.
Sunday afternoon we went to Lago Mar to see our friends Mark and Cecile, who were spending a leisurely Mother's Day weekend. In 21 years in Fort Lauderdale, I had never been to its most famous beach hotel. It was a kind of poor man's Breakers (not that any of the guests looked to be struggling). The pool bar was loud and smokey, so we carried our gin and tonics up to our friends' room, where we closed out the weekend sitting on the balcony overlooking the ocean.
