The plan for Saturday was pretty simple. Drink. Do a little shopping. And probably eat. Then more drinking. Em and Bill (Em's husband) have a delightful restaurant in their neighborhood that serves unlimited mimosa brunch for $6 ($6!!!!) so we decided to go there, since this fantastic bit of heaven was available all the way until 3:30 pm. It was 70 degrees outside and we took our time walking to the subway and then to the restaurant where we spent a solid 2.5-3 hours guzzling alcohol and eating delicious eggs. Why don’t they have stuff like this in Cincinnati? I guess serving unlimited cocktails and then sending people out to drive (no subway in the Queen City) is asking for a lawsuit? Hmm.
We spent the rest of the afternoon wandering around Manhattan drunk, occasionally stopping at places like fabric stores and H&M. Several hours later the buzz had worn off so we all headed back to Em and Bill’s for organic pizza before venturing out to a lounge in the Flatiron District. In Cincinnati, the word “lounge” would indicate a dive bar that is probably attached to either a bowling alley or perhaps a factory. In New York, lounges are fancy deals, so we actually cleaned ourselves up and put on nice clothes to go out. :-)
Bill had set the whole thing up and made reservations in advance, which meant we got cushy seats at a table in the VIP room. The décor was kind of 70’s but was still pretty cool, the cocktail list was killer (so were the prices :-), and I got to talk to some of Emily’s New York runner friends who are coming to run the Pig in May. Good times.
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Swanky flight of rum
Maren, Malia, Anne and I decided to take the subway home and what goes better with a 2 am (actually 3 am) subway ride than...street meat! We had the most amazing hot dogs - ketchup, mustard, and pork by-products. Mmmm. For some reason this put me in the mood to sing Electric Light Orchestra tunes all the way back to 40th street.
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Will I see you tonight...on a downtown train?
We were giggling like 13-year olds when we got to the hotel and laid in bed talking utter nonsense for a while before we all passed out. I love my girls. :-)