Whenever I see the skyline of Manhattan coming up through the bus windows I feel both happy and very sad at the same time. Happy because I get to be there for a little while and very sad, that I'm not living in this fabulous city anymore!
What an awesome weekend!
Lunch at TAO for restaurant week, walking my favourite Rottweiler to the dog-park at Union Square, sitting there with Jim watching him play and get so exhausted that he doesn't have the energy to jump on me anymore...
Dinner at Jim's place with some Mozart and red wine followed by lots of cheap beer and live country music at the RODEO bar till they wipe us out. So much fun to be the last guests in a bar!!!
Breakfast at Joe Junior's with their absolutely fantastic yummie sausages, and then the russian bathhouse down on the lower East Side. If you're brave, you've got to go there, feels sooooooo good, especially on a day with a slight hangover... It was not at all what I expected, couldn't be any more different from a spa in Germany, but it still left you so wonderfully clean, fresh and tired as you can only feel after a few hours in there...
Sunday started with some culture again, chamber music at the Museum of the City of New York and of course the obligatory visit of Grand Szechuan with their crispy fried tofu. Love it, love it, love it!!!
Seeing, Jim, Paul, Missy, Chris W + P, Natalie, Dana, Dave, Suzanne, Katelyn, Pinar, Niels, Sarah, Carly, Ashlee, Sean and Farid... So many nice people, so many nice places, thank you for a wonderful weekend!
How strange to come back to Boston and just see one lonely person still hang out at our bar accross the street at midnight. The streets seem strangely deserted, there's not enough bars and cafe's, not enough light, not enough people...
Sitting in our bathroom I realize how absolutely silent it is in our apartment, I enjoy silence, but I miss the crazyness and energy of New York!
