Creative title, I know, but appropriate and descripitive nonetheless. Whitney is in town this weekend and Joanna is in New York all summer; so last night I met up with them and Jennie and Alice at Serendipity. I can't believe I haven't seen either Whitney or Joanna in six months. It feels like we just left Via Pelliccerria ( I can't even remember how to spell it anymore.) Bizarrely, I was standing in my kitchen the other day and was just overwhelmed by this reverie of last semester. I just miss the way life is so grounded and old in Europe.
During the hour long wait for a table, we took the tram to Roosevelt Island. The tram goes over the East River and the views are incredible. We walked along the river and looked at the skyline, and it just glittered and shimmers. It really made me miss living in Manhattan; I'm finding the charm of Brooklyn elusive. On the way back the tram goes over First Avenue, right over the taillights and headlights and past the high rise apartments. It looks just like Christmas.
Then we all had bathtubs of ice cream at Serendipity. Even I could only eat half of my sundae. Peanut Butter, delicious. We were saying goodbye on the corner in front of Dylan's Candy Bar and watched three mice run around the inside the store. Then Whitney saw her first subway right and Jennie promised to sing her song about how New York rats are spoiled and won't eat crumbs. Me too.
Tonight: mole and tequila!
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