I took the train from Belmar, NJ to NY Penn Station yesterday. Walked to W. 43rd & 12th Ave to Pier 84 and found this Tango Moon Dance. The orchestra, Octavio Brunetti’s, was wonderful. The dancing was not on a par with that of San Francisco—or even New Orleans—whence I just came. But dancing on the Hudson and the al fresco venue made up for that. That’s my good friend, Marcela Caserio, in shades. She is a chapter called “Sundays in San Telmo” in my book, Tango, an Argentine Love Story. And the other friend is Julia from the Queens. She’s in that chapter, too. Under the cover of night, I danced with Julia’s friend, Michael, formerly of Staten Island, now from Central Park West.
