Although it’s always hard to ease back into work after a vacation, it’s a little easier when you get to move into a new, bigger office with a window.  Even with the dreary weather, it’s still nice to look out Northward over the city.

Despite my best intentions to lay low this week (well, I did stay in and watch Transamerica Wednesday  night), I think I went out almost every night: Monday was dinner with Jimmy and his friend (and fellow foodie) Michelle up on his roofdeck, looking out at the Tribute in Light, Tuesday I had dinner with John B., who was craving the testa at Otto (I passed), and last night was dinner with Kirsten and The Lovely Miss Katie, followed by drinks with Roopa.  This weekend, I’m off to the beach — my last weekend of the season.  Sniffle.