Let me offer you a glass of champagne. We shall now toast to the super fun time that Lola, Muffy, and I had in NYC. Did you know that there was a Biker tribute to the victims of 9/11 and that we got a free round of drinks at Bar Americain? Well, now you do!!

In addition to those joys and adventures, we also enjoyed playing numerous rounds of “that’s what she said”, saw a show, and had delicious cocktails and food. We even managed a trip to Zabar’s. Mmm...Zabar’s!

There were 2 disappointing things about Spring Awakening:

1. The guy that won the Tony for his performance in the show wasn’t there.
2. The lead was a spitter. He gets so excited when he sings and annunciates every single word so he ends up spitting everywhere. At one point, I wanted to stand up and yell, “Say it! Don’t spray it!” I controlled myself. I bet the people in the first 2 rows wish that someone had warned them that it was like sitting in the front row of a Shamu show at Sea World. There was a constant stream of mist coming out of his mouth. Yuck, yuck.

Here’s a little example of the good times we enjoyed at Bar Americain:

Lola: So my friend was dating a brother for a few months, blah, blah, blah.

Muffy: What the hell is wrong with her?

Me: What do you mean?

Muffy: I mean where was she raised? You just don’t do that.

Lola: Well, she didn’t date him for long, just for a few months.

Muffy: Seriously, that’s freaking crazy. How would it dawn on her to do something like that even for a few days!

Me: [By this point I’m thinking that Muffy is a racist] Come on now, it’s not that bad.

Muffy: It’s wrong. It’s just wrong.

Me: Wait a minute. She was dating an African American, not her brother.

Muffy: Oh. I thought you said it was her brother. [Laughter ensues and mocking begins]

Dinner took place at Tao. We all rocked out jeans and I wore the bear traps. The food was delicious, but it was a tad bit too loud. I only realized this once my ears started bleeding. Thankfully, I was able to stop the bleeding by stuffing a crisp lobster and shrimp dumpling in each ear. No one noticed. It was too dark for anyone to see anything. I’m so freaking old. 5 years ago I would have loved going to a place like that. Now, I question why they have to make it so freaking loud and dark. Thank god that I didn’t get all hammered there. I can only imagine how I would have managed to get out of there without tripping over one of the low tables in the bar. The food was excellent, I recommend going: just make sure to take a flashlight and some ear plugs.