a new york city weekend
Back when I was in medical school, Sam and I won a trip to New York for the Dave Letterman Show. We were flown up on a chartered airplane along with a hundred or so others from Miami, all to be part of a Miami audience for the show. It was our first time in New York City, and it was a whirlwind. We attended the taping of the show, ate a slice of pizza for dinner, and took a bus tour the next morning. We had just an hour or so left to wander through Central Park, which was brimming with pastel-colored tulips at the time. And then we flew back to Miami. Although the trip only lasted about 24-hours, I fell in love with the city.
This weekend, we went to New York for our third time – just three nights quick nights – and it was glorious. I really needed some time away from home, and this weekend went a long way towards soothing my soul. I met friends that I’d only known through this amazing virtual world of food blogging and the magic that is Twitter. Gail, Jen and Mike, Jen, Jennie, Kim, Chris and Karen, Ken, and Winnie – such a wonderful group of people who were just as warm and genuine in person as I knew they would be. We greeted each other with hugs and it was like we’d known each other for years. I miss them already.
We also connected with our long-time friends Christy and Chad, and experienced a couple of their favorite cocktail spots plus an incredible teeny-tiny Italian restaurant where I tasted tripe for the first time in my life. And loved it, by the way.
After only three hours of sleep last night, we took the earliest flight back to Atlanta, and then home to Florida where we peeled off our sweaters and wished we had worn shorts and flip flops. At home, we were greeted by Madeline and Oliver, who showered us with hugs and kisses and didn’t want to leave our laps.
Really, it was the perfect weekend.
[Note: For more information on the photos, clicking on a photo will take you to my Flickr photostream. Also, there would have been more photos, but I accidentally left my favorite point-and-shoot camera in the back of a taxi on Saturday night. Ouch, did that hurt.]