Sunday, December 30, 2007
One Boy, One Girl, Seven Cups
It all started innocently enough, at a big family dinner in Chinatown. Went to Mandarin Garden to meet the extended family (not mine). Well not actually Mandarin Garden, it had to be either Mandarin Court or Shanghai Garden (right next to each other on Mott). After a gut busting meal (7 courses?) at MC, we trekked over to Zinc Bar for some bossa nova.
More drinking, music.
More walking, past the sculpture near NYU housing, past the cheese caves at Murray's, past Caliente Cab Co., past 85 Bedford, finally landing at White Horse Tavern.
More drinking, more food.
We discussed why I should never, ever marry.
A subway ride to the 24hr Starbucks on the UWS.
And then we had 7 cups of coffee & tea in less than an hour (along with some tips on health and fitness from our baristas, Exodus & Dan).
That's why I'm still up at 5:30, argh.
More drinking, music.
More walking, past the sculpture near NYU housing, past the cheese caves at Murray's, past Caliente Cab Co., past 85 Bedford, finally landing at White Horse Tavern.
More drinking, more food.
We discussed why I should never, ever marry.
A subway ride to the 24hr Starbucks on the UWS.
And then we had 7 cups of coffee & tea in less than an hour (along with some tips on health and fitness from our baristas, Exodus & Dan).
That's why I'm still up at 5:30, argh.
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