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2009-05-25 - 7:04 p.m. Amsterdam Avenue Street Fair You can smell the roasting hometown food a block away, so you know where to go. Follow the wonderous scents! It's Fleet Week, all the Navy ships are in town, and there are two marines smartly dressed in white - scarfing down Italian Sausage and Pepper heros, and you wonder, are they going to plop the sauce all over their uniforms? I immediately bought a corn dog with plenty of mustard. A woman walked by holding a large white lily plant. I bought a brilliantly bejewelled long Indian skirt in reds and greens for a mere $8.00. I needed cold homemade lemonade now for $1.00. There was a little girl in a pink dress with a bubble machine-toy and adults as well as children running after the bubbles, including a priest in a heavy long black frock and a large golden cross about his neck, laughing. There was the odor of Shesh-Kabobs, people eating corn-on-the-cob still with the stalks attached for a handle, men walking their pit-bulls through the crowds. There was a woman in a wheelchair. There were tiny silly dogs led by large humans. Then what moved me was a family passing by a booth selling Reggae CDs. The rest of the family walked by. But this one elderly woman paused, and backed up, and put her hands to the sky, and began to do a little dance to the music, toothless, laughing, having a good time...Before I headed home I bought a big plate of Pad Thai food to sit in front of my tv and eat thst night. I bought one of those Reggae CDs also. I blast it in my car on my way home from work. I do love New York.