I had the incredible opportunity to go to New York for work for the second year in a row. It’s one of my favorite cities, so electric, so humming with life.
I have a hard time putting my finger precisely on what it is that makes me love Manhattan so. It’s some elixir-like combination of the energy, the food, the never-sleepingness, the long avenues and their cross-street brethren. It’s momentarily forgetting Radio City Music Hall is right there and realizing its right there.
Suffice it to say, I love having an excuse to return to this city. I had to be there for work Saturday through Wednesday. I tacked on two extra days for good measure, and my handsome Redhead flew out to join me.
Sometimes it takes being in America’s biggest city to reunite with old friends.
And while reuniting with old friends, you might as well have delicious food in the process.
How can you not love this city?
And the this happened.
First Broadway show. I now want to see ALL THE BROADWAY SHOWS.
Whole wheat everything bagel with walnut and raisin cream cheese. NOM.
Central Park in it all its beautiful glory.
And then we went to The Met. And saw this badass armor.
And then we saw this painting. It’s kind of famous.
So fun.
The Frozen Southerner 