Bleating in Chelsea

How could I resist an invitation to an event called Goatstravaganza NYC? Puh-leeze!

Last night, myself and about a hundred or so other fascinated urbanites piled into Aronson's Flooring on W. 17th Street to sample artisanal goat's milk cheeses from Saxelby's Cheesemongers, taste goat's meat pate from Focolare Bar and Bistro, guzzle glasses of Goats do Roam vino, pet real live goats in the middle of Manhattan, and listen a reading by the married authors of "The Year of the Goat," a book chronicling their flight from a one-bedroom rental in Fort Greene, Brooklyn to a more fulfilling life in the countryside raising goats.

What fools these Brooklynite goat farmers be.

Little did they know that they were only a couple of subway stops away from some jim-dandy take-out Goat Curry at Boerum Hill, Brooklyn's Brawta. Goodness knows, they could have saved themselves a whole lot of trouble.