Ah…New York City.
If it was possible to marry a place (and if I wasn’t already married to Real Man) I would absolutely marry New York City.
There’s just something about it that brings you back time and time again.
And, for me, part of that draw are my besties (yep, I said ‘besties’ like I’m 14) Kim, Erin and Michaela.
It’s been a long time since the 4 of us were together.
Kim’s wedding back in December, to be exact.
Too long.
So, on Saturday morning, I packed up and headed into NYC.
Erin and I rode in together and when we got there, we headed to Kim’s apartment, dropped our stuff off and then the three of us headed for Bloomingdale’s.
At Bloomingdale’s on Lexington Avenue, they have a restaurant named “40 Carrots.”
40 Carrots has the best fruit salad with a scoop of cottage cheese I have ever eaten.
Kim reminded me, in the cab, that I could probably make my own fruit salad with a scoop of cottage cheese, but then I reminded her that some things taste SO much better when someone else makes them for you.
She had to agree.
Weirdest thing, though.
When we got to 40 Carrots, someone was there reading my book!
So crazy! Look at how she’s laughing at the hilarity. She clearly thinks this would be an excellent summer read.
After lunch, we did some browsing through the store.
Then, we started to hit some vintage shops throughout the city. We were everywhere.
SoHo, uptown, downtown, everywhere.
And, listen to this!
In one of the vintage shops, there was another woman reading my book!
See how she ponders the essay she is reading? It seems to me as she is thinking what a wonderful shower gift this book would make.
It gets weirder.
We went into a pet shop, because who can resist the lure of the squealing, excited little puppies, and wouldn’t you know it?
A woman was reading the chihuahua puppies MY BOOK! It lulled those little ones right to sleep!
Must have been the melodic way the prose is written.
So, clearly, this is a book that would be perfect for your nightstand, as well.
(Just click the Amazon link on the right hand side of this page and this book can be yours, too!)
After Bloomie’s and vintage shopping, the girls indulged me in the store Paper Source where I finally found a journal.
I’ve been looking for next year’s journal everywhere. Normally I purchase my journals in the gift shop of the National Gallery on the 8th grade trip to DC but this year, the selection was slim pickins.
So, when I found two that I like in Paper Source, I bought them both.
We headed up to Columbus Avenue and met Michaela at Cafe Frida for dinner.
Yep.
People reading the book there, too.
Whose essay were they reading? I don’t know, but it looks juicy. You should probably buy the book to find out.
We ate, we relaxed, we talked, we laughed.
It was exactly what this girl needed.
After dinner, we headed to Sugar and Plumm.
Erin and Kim ordered a brownie a’la mode to share.
I was thinking “Ha! Rookies,” and said snarkily to the waitress, “I’ll have a brownie a’la mode just for ME.”
Then it arrived and I wasn’t feeling so snarky any more.
Michaela said it made her teeth hurt just to look at it.
I concur.
I managed about half of it and it was delish, but that was all I could manage.
We headed back to Kim’s, chatted for awhile, Michaela headed back to her apartment and Kim, Erin and I fell fast asleep.
Because I’m like a trained seal, at 5:45 am, I woke up, but there was no way I was getting out of bed to catch the 6:11 train, so I lay there for just a little while longer, enjoying the knowledge that no one was going to ask me to make them breakfast or need a diaper change or ask me to referee a fight about Wii remotes.
And then I started missing everyone at home, so I got out of bed, got dressed, whispered goodbyes and headed for Penn Station.
I love that city and I love those girls.
I am one lucky chica.
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