sometimes my job really kicks ass and sends me to new york city for the weekend to scout out an event we might want to host in 2015. and then i get to see my besties from college like meghan and huff.
i got there pretty early in the morning and my room wasn’t ready at the lexington hotel yet (super cute hotel with spacious rooms and also marilyn monroe and joe dimaggio lived here at one point so score big points for this place). so while i waited, i walked up to the momokfuku milk bar in midtown. like i said in my insta, it’s only ok to eat soft serve when it’s cereal milk flavored. and it REALLY tastes like the milk left at the bottom of your cereal after you’re done with it. how crazy.
after a little bit of complaining (or lying and saying i had a 1pm meeting), i got my room early, took a quick shower, and went uptown to meet huff for lunch at the meatball shop. i had a flight of different balls (hehe) and some sparkling rose before meghan came and met us to go to see the jeff koons exhbit at the whitney.
meg and huff hated it, but i thought the exhibit was pretty interesting. there were some bits i didn’t like - aka seeing jeff koons’s actual bits in the self portraits he did of him and his wife naked. but his more recent pieces are fascinating to me. how do you make stainless steel bend to look like a blown up balloon???
after the museum, we went and got macarons at laduree. i really liked the lily of the valley (no one else did…sigh) and the pistachio one as well. we ate them on my hotel bed while we giggled and caught up and it was just one of the best moments of the weekend. we had so much fun just pretending we were back in college being together 24-7.
that night, i had to go to a dinner for work. it was part of the NYC wine & food festival. i had picked the perfect pairing dinner by april bloomfield and nancy silverton mainly because they are two powerful women and i thought it might be nice to see some top women chefs in action.
i hate to say that i was disappointed but i was. the starter of burrata was dull, the kale salad was SUPER acidic and the entree was a cow’s hoof stuffed with sausage and then fried so i mean, i’m not sure what to make of the whole thing. it didn’t feel like it all meshed well. the chefs never came out to thank us for coming and at $250 a ticket, i sort of expect to meet the chefs who cooked my meal. the only positive thing i can say is the wine was spectacular - zonin i like you very much.
a little buzzed, i then and went downtown and met meg and huff out at a bar where they were with our friends brendan and lou. after one drink, we decided to grab joe’s pizza and head to brendan and lou’s apartment to hang out on their rooftop. it was a great end to a hectic day. we listened to copious amounts of nashville songs and sipped on white wine with a great view of nyc in the background.
and this was only the beginning.