After staying in Friday night in preparation for the potential 10K on Saturday morning, we made a last-minute call to bail on the run. A wise choice, in retrospect, as my trip to the gym Saturday morning make me cough something fierce. Seems to be winding down, though. The rest of Saturday involved noodles with Matt B., grocery shopping (I seem to have run out of every type of rice at the same time), and relaxing until heading out to Brooklyn for Ethan's birthday shindig.
Even though I didn't get home dreadfully late, I somehow slept until 12:45 on Sunday — I haven't done that in MONTHS, if not longer!! I guess my body was trying to tell me something. When I finally rolled out of bed, I headed down to the New Amsterdam Market and started my day with the gorgeous oysters you see here. I ran into a million people I knew, including @zacharycohen, @meredithmo, Kara of the Ted & Amy Supper Club, and a few fellow writers from Serious Eats. The vendors were a sampling of my past food writing: Rick's Picks, Hudson Valley Fresh, Dickson's, Tom Mylan's the Meat Hook, and of course, the market's organizer. In addition to the oysters, I ended up with some lamb, milk, ground beef, Smokra, a lobster roll, and some beer/pretzel caramels. I walked home in an attempt to get some exercise before heading to Henry Public for a cocktail and some marrow bones with Viv and Emilia, then home for Mad Men. A good weekend, indeed.