A Friday of thai, taxes, and titillation Read more [+/-]
Having a sore reminder of lunch, D. and I went fancy for dinner - Korean on 32nd st. The soon doo boo I had was delicious, but D. thought her bip bim bap was bland.
When we were finally done judging the people we sat next to, we headed over to XES and met a bunch of friends I don't spend nearly enough time with.
I had a great time catching up (there's never enough time, is there?), meeting new faces, and getting molested. At least no one asked to see my tattoo.
And the bartender thought I was nice. That means he wants to have my babies, right?
A Saturday of craft, confections, and conversation Read more [+/-]
Saturday was a big day - and I planned it out to the minute. Afternoon started with the photography exhibit Ashes and Snow followed by a quick jaunt to Magnolia's for cupcakes. Next would be a stop into Jacques Torres' Chocolate Haven and finally ending with dinner at Tennessee Mountain.
The photography exhibit was incredible. Nothing I could say would do it justice. You'll have to experience this for yourself.
While waiting for D. and F. to join me at Magnolias, I bumped into Steven walking his dog. D. and F. showed up soon after and we enjoyed cupcakes and a game of 'scare the pigeons' in the park.
Having some time before the next destination, the three of us stopped in at Rocco's and there we met up with Wayne. He wasn't feeling well, but graciously accompanied us to Chocolate Haven for some real hot chocolate and shopping in SoHo, where he acted as my curtain while I tried on a pair of jeans in the middle of the store. What? The fitting room lines were long.
Dinner was amazing; the food, the company, just everything. The night ended with a few of us loitering outside the restaurant telling each other politically correct jokes. [Jess' account of the night]
A Sunday of pommes, poisson, and participation Read more [+/-]
I woke up early on a Sunday because of my commitment as a volunteer for the MS Walk.
I was glad I didn't drink much at dinner the night before, but I was paying the price for not sleeping until 2 in the morning.
The weather was nice and as I approached the volunteer sign-in, all the walkers' enthusiasm was contagious and I couldn't help but feel excited.
One of the reasons I volunteer is that it puts life into perspective. The other is to get the free stuff. And the last is having the power to deny anyone else the free stuff. "No, you can not have another bottle of water!"
Let me just say that Kettle Korn is like crack; especially when freshly popped and warm. I couldn't stop. The warm, sweet, salty goodness. Kind of reminds me of something else... but crunchy.
Anyway, we strolled through Union Square, admiring lawn ornaments - some with their shirts off, down to St. Marks and Ave A. for dinner at Sushi Lounge. As luck would have it, we ran into R., one of my closest friends, and he drove me home. That's really what friends are for.
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