It was cosy in my little Astoria apartment with both my parents and my brother Gerry staying with me the week between Christmas and New Years. Just imagine five people - including 2 woman and a gay - sharing a single bathroom. Mornings were not pretty.
It was also the first time in years that the family was together in the city for the holidays, so we did all the expected cheesy New York stuff. Enjoy this joyous photo pictorial of the Pinedas let loose on the city.
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| Here we are, the Pineda clan posing in front of the only lights big enough to compete with those dazzling pearly whites! |
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"My, those are big balls."
"That's what she said."
Rim shot. |
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| Mom strikes a dramatic pose in front of the Rockefeller Center Christmas Tree. And people wonder where we get our flair for the dramatic from. Genetics, people. Genetics. |
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| Gerry and mom delighted by the wooden trumpeter and his sizable package. |
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| The family relaxes in front of Rockefeller Center. Gerry looks like someone just pinched his bum. |
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| After passing on hour-long waits at both Carnegie and Stage Door delis, we decided to nosh at Benash's, just across the street. Here we see Gerry deciding on his plan of attack on an innocent pile of corned beef. The food here was "meh," but today it was all about quantity over quality. |
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