Friday night, for the second time in a week, I ventured to the Upper West Side. For those of you who know me, you realize that this is somewhat of a big deal — I’m one of those annoying people who rarely goes out above 14th Street, and would sooner haul out to Brooklyn than uptown for whatever reason. Earlier this week I had dinner with two law school friends whom I hadn’t seen (at least together) in ages. Last night, I had dinner with my friend Eric. Eric and I were walking down the street and lo and behold I bump into one of the aforementioned friends and his girlfriend. Jon was stunned that I was on the UWS twice in a week, and Eric commented that virtually every time he’s with me, we run into someone I know. It’s true — I run into people I know all the time. I don’t know if it’s because I just know a lot of people or because I’ve been here for over a decade. [A brief digression — Jon volunteered to organize a trip up to the Blue Hill at Stone Barns, since he has a car — just wanted to memorialize that in writing . . .]
As the evening progressed, I kept running into more and more people. Some of it was planned — after dinner I headed to the Magician on the Lower East Side to meet a friend for a drink. He was there with another blogger I had met earlier in the week. Some of it was less planned — on my way to the bar, I ran into my neighbor, whose band was playing at Luna Lounge — so I had to run over and see the set. When I returned to the bar, I bumped into one of the Speed Sisters, who had tapped my shoulder inadvertently, thinking I was someone else.
Friday night was also my first experience meeting a new person through Dodgeball. I’ve been using it to check in when I go out, and I met up with Nichelle last night because she knew where I was, but last night one of the folks in my “friends of friends” group started text messaging me because I was nearby. On my way back to the Magician from Luna Lounge, I stoped into Pianos, where he was, and introduced myself. So it works!
I finished the night at ‘inoteca — where I hadn’t been in a while. And even though I arrived there just after they stopped serving food, they were kind enough to serve me a little snack because I’m friendly with some of the folks who work there. All in all, a fun, social, people-filled Friday night.
The only downside to a night like that was that it completely derailed my plans for an active Saturday. I ended up relaxing for most of the day, doing a few errands, then staying in and cooking for the evening (the picture is for Tien — I think the crust needed much more salt and I’m still not great at making it round, but it was nice and crispy). Now I’m off to fit in a quick rollerblade or run before I head up to my camp reunion, but more on that later. . .
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whole wheat crust?!? yeesh. although i guess if you made it yourself, it’s excusable. and that didn’t turn out as bad as my first pizza attempt.
whole wheat crust?!? yeesh. although i guess if you made it yourself, it’s excusable. and that didn’t turn out as bad as my first pizza attempt.
The whole-wheat crust was a sorry attempt at healthy eating — to counterbalance wing night.
The whole-wheat crust was a sorry attempt at healthy eating — to counterbalance wing night.
that dodgeball thing looks quite good 🙂
that dodgeball thing looks quite good 🙂
how far away is that Blue Hill restaurant? it sounds wonderful…
how far away is that Blue Hill restaurant? it sounds wonderful…
Pocantico Hills — maybe about an hour and a half away.
Pocantico Hills — maybe about an hour and a half away.
That pizza looks good! Pocantico Hills is near Tarrytown.
You can get there via MetroNorth and taxi in less than an hour if you catch the express train.
That pizza looks good! Pocantico Hills is near Tarrytown.
You can get there via MetroNorth and taxi in less than an hour if you catch the express train.