Over the weekend, we went to the Intercontinental for brunch on Saturday. If you've ever been to the Willard in DC for a holiday brunch, the spread is pretty similar, but also included a variety of Middle Eastern mezze and desserts. For the kids there was a cooking lesson with the pastry chef where they made fruit tarts and later a face painter who turned Morgan into a cheetah.
After brunch we checked out the Museum of Islamic Art, which just opened in late November. It stands alone in the bay on a man-made island -- architect I.M. Pei didn't want his creation to become lost in Doha's ever-spreading skyline. Steve pointed out that this is fourth place we have lived with an I.M. Pei-designed art museum, after Bloomington's IU Art Museum, Paris's Louvre addition and the National Gallery of Art's East Wing. Just call us Pei groupies. There are overlapping elements across his body of work, such as the use of glass and angularity, but Pei made sure to add touches to this one that make it part of its surrounding environment. The museum's collections are well-curated. I appreciated the early manuscripts, dating back to the 7th century. Morgan was fascinated by a small jeweled box with diamond and pearl sides and an emerald top. Steve liked the carpets.
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