out and about

Finally, a break. Out tonight with friend of a
friend, a lovely irishman and literary
madman, happy to show me around lower manhattan and let
me mimic his accent.
We ate at an elegant Greek restaurant off of Union
Square and toasted SoHo at Balthazar, the local endroit
celebre - looks old french, opened in the 90s. The 1990s, not
the 1890s..C'est la vie.
I spoke french to the waiter and got a funny "thank you for a thank you,"
which only americans do. I'm on to you Benoit.


Bon Soir!