Sunday, September 9, 2007

Three Couch Living Room

This weekend was one of extreme ups and downs. After initial elation Friday morning that I might get to go to the US Open with Sam and Paul, the rest of the day was spent reeling from the missed opportunity. I was so disappointed and really shocked myself at what a baby I was being. Several extremely annoying comments from coworkers made it even more depressing to be stuck at work while friends were off doing fun things outside.

The end of the day finally came and Hannah and I decided to get a naughty after-work drink. We wound up at an extremely expensive French restaurant bar, primarily because of its proximity to MOMA (my next stop for the evening) and the E train (important for Hannah's airport route). La Grenouille looked too fancy for us from the outside, but, unfamiliar with the midtown bar scene, we decided to give it a whirl. We were the youngest people in the restaurant by at least 30 years. With wine starting from $15, I was curious what a mixed drink would set me back. I asked. $16. I said, WHY NOT I'M BEING NAUGHTY TONIGHT!! The drink was well mixed and to compensate for the exorbitant prices, there were TONS of delicious bar treats including: kettle chips, peanuts, and green olives. Hannah put her olive pits on the wrong plate at first and was reprimanded for doing so.

The owner of the restaurant must have noticed that we were ripping into the snacks, because he came over to us and said, 'Eeet lookz like you gerls are uhngry.' He presented a tray of puff pastry hors d’oeuvres and some other kind of roasted nut. We kept using the wrong plates for things and being told (very nicely) what plate was for what refuse. We were also given what I thought was a generous amount of napkins, but maybe they give everyone that many napkins. Anyway, the service was top notch and the "free" snacks were very tasty. We got the bill and were confused to find TWO lines for tip. One said waiter and one said something else. Very weird, especially considering that we didn't order any food. I wrote 'Thanks!' in one of the tip lines and left a hefty tip in the other, as the bartender was very attentive and sweet.

After that I was way late to meet Adrienne at Moma for the last days of the Serra exhibit. I breezed through (my preferred style of museum patronage) and then walked her to Hell's Kitchen. After that some annoying stuff happened for a few hours. After the annoying stuff, I got to meet up with Joe and Alison who were in town!!! YES YES YES THANK GOD. It's just so much fun to be around Joe and Alison. Just a real treat every time. We hung out at a party in Cobble Hill for a while talking to their friends (one of whom insisted on interrupting me every time I spoke) and then headed to Gowanus Yacht Club. All in all, a very interesting, minorly naughty night.

Saturday Sam Haley and I met up with Joe and Alison for brunch. Burgers and junk, very tasty, terrible service, Bar Toto why must you torture us!?! At night, we met at Kyle's really nice apartment for to drink pims cups before heading to see Tasting Rachael Ray at the NYC Food Film Festival. Joe made great pims.

There was a pretty good turnout at the Water Taxi Beach. People laughed at my film which was nice. Then we went to Surf Bar in Williamsburg where I will never go again. The plantains were fucking disgusting, the service was terrible (we never got our calamari, but it somehow wound up on the bill twice and remained there even after we instructed the waitress that we never received the item), and sand in a restaurant isn't cute.
Here's an inspiration photo of the experience.

After that, we went to a roof party. After that we went to Gingers. After that we went to Great Lakes. After that I fell asleep in my bed with all my clothes and lights on and there I stayed until 4:00 pm today.

The most fun thing about last night was the couple-themed pics we took. It's hard to tell which ones are real couples and which ones are just friends couples. See if you can figure it out! First generic, then candid.










Tonight I reluctantly watch the VMAs at Adam and Zara's. Highlights included, Chris Brown, TI's leather hoodie, and Miss Teen South Carolina.

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