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Thursday, October 16, 2003 DINNER’S AT EIGHTi associate so much of the NYC lifestyle with food. you know, here a slice, there a slice, everywhere a slice-slice. i can literally eat my way across the island. falafels, double toasted sesame bagels with cream cheese and a “regular coffee” (that’s a coffee with milk and two sugars in MANHATTAN), and of course my favorite gotham nosh staple: a regular slice of pizza. every NEW YORKER has their favorite pizza stop and cop, but i have several. i frequent TWO BOOTS on the corner of 7th ave and 11th st, SAL’S on avenue A and 7th st. and that place on the corner of charles and hudson. i like the sauce on my pizza to be more savory than sweet, and the parlors i mentioned get it right everytime. i’d meet friends for dinner every night, usually at my favorite restaurant in the city called CASAREZ (not it’s real name). one night i had a multi- tasking dinner there with MICHAEL and KEVIN. not only did we catch up on each other’s lives, but i brought my IBOOK with me to upload 1800 songs into MICHAEL’S brand new IPOD. (i had done the same thing with PJ’S new IPOD earlier in the week. every 7th person walking down the street in NYC has an IPOD.) another night at the same restaurant, two leather studs visiting from HOLLAND introduced themselves to me and BILLY B. these guys were hot as fucking hell. the funny thing is that one of the guys turned out to be the president of the INTERNATIONAL DIANA ROSS FAN CLUB. needless to say, we had lots to talk about, in fact, we met at the same restaurant two nights later, before heading out for a night on the town. PJ and i met up with RHONDA ROSS and her buddy TERRENCE at a soul food restaurant in HARLEM on 116th st. called AMY RUTH’S. the food was slammin’!!! later, RHONDA (she lives up there with her husband) showed us around the neighborhood, which has changed considerably since i was there last. there are tons of new businesses and renovated houses, and even a MAC COSMETICS store. when i’m in MANHATTAN, i barely go above 14th st. so, going up to HARLEM felt like we were traveling to CANADA. the latest restaurant custom in the city is for most of the patrons to go outside and have a cigarette after dinner and before coffee and dessert, myself included. i didn’t mind it in the crisp fall evening, but i can only imagine what a pain it will be in the dead of winter. . | Permalink 2009 RuCo, Inc.—All Rights Reserved |
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