Made it back in one piece from Philly and proceeded directly to brunch with the lovely ladies from the beach house at AOC, then headed to the Duplex for some cocktails and celebrity-spotting (Sarah Jessica Parker and Philip Seymour Hoffman — must have been the day for three-name celebs). After that, the 7th annual East Village Idiot Dive Bar Crawl (didn’t take as many pictures as I did last year, unfortunately), and an appearance at the third annual Rob’s Friends Suck night.
This morning I had a farm-fresh brunch right from the comfort of New York City with Augie, Lauren, and their friend John — complete with bacon from Flying Pigs Farm. Afterwards, I thoroughly enjoyed the gorgeous weather by walking around Union Square (passed the line at Trader Joe’s, which I chose to skip), reading the paper in the park, and then finally joining Katie for a pedicure for Spring-ready feet. Tonight, I finished up my taxes, saving a wad of cash thanks to some handy tips from my mom (thanks, Mom!), and am getting geared up for yet another whirlwind week before my next trip — Vegas, baby.
ADDENDUM: I just realized that I would be remiss if I didn’t mention all the fine people who joined me in my food-based exploration of the Terminal Market and some of Philly’s food – the Pro Bono Net team at White Dog, Saralyn, who shared the DiNic’s sandwich, the soft pretzel, and Bassett’s ice cream, Doug, who joined me for breakfast (yes, I was alive and somewhat functional at 8 am thanks to a visit to the gym), and Alison, Saralyn (again), Marlene, and Tiela, who joined me on my cheesesteak pilgrimage. And a special shout-out to Jeff, who I didn’t even realize I was going to get to see!