A Night on the Town ...
Bill and Jim visited yesterday. On a whim. I got the call Saturday night ... or rather, Sunday morning ... at 1 AM. They were here by 10. Impressive.
So we went into the city and I gave the tour of NYU. In the way that only I can, too ... "this is the library, people died ... this is my building ... that's the arch ... and that's about it." We went to Gonzalez y Gonzalez and had margaritas. The tacos made me sick. We came back, played video games, Bill and JJ each took naps, had some orange creme TGI Fridays drinks, then went back into Manhattan for the night.
I found this bar on Digital City that sounded pretty good - South's on Church Street. Highly recommended for good food and some drinkage. A bit pricey on the drinkage end, I suppose. The steak was good, if a bit small, though. The nachos, however, were the highlight there. The charred tomato salsa was fantastic. The best nachos I've had since ... I've had nachos.
So from there, we went up towards campus to find a watering hole ... and landed at Karpaty's Bar. Ukrainian ... and good. A few whiskey sours later, we were at Ryan's Irish Pub - 20 feet away. Some more whiskey sours and we were in a taxi cab headed back to the WTC PATH station.
I got semi-sick around 4 or 5 ... apparently, about a half-ounce of whiskey was acting up, so I vomited that up. The rest was fine. I don't think I've ever puked that little of anything, except when my stomach is empty and all you can puke up is that nasty yellow bile. Those kinds of sick suck.
Bill and Jim left today, to hit Atlantic City on a whim. The weekend was a lot of fun, albeit a bit spur of the moment.
Oh, and we set up our bed yesterday. It's nice and big. Good for being sick. Now it's time for taquitos and Penn & Teller's Bullshit!
So we went into the city and I gave the tour of NYU. In the way that only I can, too ... "this is the library, people died ... this is my building ... that's the arch ... and that's about it." We went to Gonzalez y Gonzalez and had margaritas. The tacos made me sick. We came back, played video games, Bill and JJ each took naps, had some orange creme TGI Fridays drinks, then went back into Manhattan for the night.
I found this bar on Digital City that sounded pretty good - South's on Church Street. Highly recommended for good food and some drinkage. A bit pricey on the drinkage end, I suppose. The steak was good, if a bit small, though. The nachos, however, were the highlight there. The charred tomato salsa was fantastic. The best nachos I've had since ... I've had nachos.
So from there, we went up towards campus to find a watering hole ... and landed at Karpaty's Bar. Ukrainian ... and good. A few whiskey sours later, we were at Ryan's Irish Pub - 20 feet away. Some more whiskey sours and we were in a taxi cab headed back to the WTC PATH station.
I got semi-sick around 4 or 5 ... apparently, about a half-ounce of whiskey was acting up, so I vomited that up. The rest was fine. I don't think I've ever puked that little of anything, except when my stomach is empty and all you can puke up is that nasty yellow bile. Those kinds of sick suck.
Bill and Jim left today, to hit Atlantic City on a whim. The weekend was a lot of fun, albeit a bit spur of the moment.
Oh, and we set up our bed yesterday. It's nice and big. Good for being sick. Now it's time for taquitos and Penn & Teller's Bullshit!
posted by Dave at 2:38:00 PM
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