13 Hours in Manhattan
On Saturday, I left the house early to meet up with Holly for brunch. We ate at a place called The City Bakery, where we sat and got caught up for at least 2 hours. By the time we got out, it was a scorchin’ 80 degrees outside.
In the afternoon, I met up with Jia and the boys at the race expo to pick up our bibs, tshirts, and other shwag. One of the items in the goodie bag was a sample bag of dog food. I wasn’t about to bring it home with me so I started asking people on the street if they wanted to have it. Out of the 4 dog owners that I asked, no one was willing to take it. Oh boo…it was a fun little game while it lasted. I ended up leaving it outside the subway station hoping that someone would want it.
We then headed out to Momofuku for some noodles and fatty pork. It was just as tasty as I remembered and Jes finally got to taste what I had been raving about since the first time I tried it with Brother a few years ago.
To walk off lunch, we visited the Brooklyn Bridge. On the way, we found a dance crew that was fun to watch. The bridge itself was really cool. This was something that I’d always wanted to do and it didn’t disappoint. The breeze was also nice enough to cool us off a bit.
In the evening, we walked down to Greenwich Village where we met up with the Bangs and Kwaks for dinner at Sevilla. All 8 of us squished in a booth made to seat 4-6 people and we stuffed ourselves with paella and mussels. By the time we got back to Queens it was midnight and I was exhausted. I quickly prepared for the race on Sunday and went to bed. That was a long day.