The weekend started calmly at Veloce, the wine bar I frequent on 7th Ave. Old friends and acquaintances showed up to drink some Umbrian wine with me -- yes, I let loose and sipped a couple. While sitting and sipping our wine, I looked out the window and there was Horatio Sanz of Saturday Night Live strolling down 7th Ave. Afterwards, I met up with JoJo and Helsinki to dance up a storm at the Hudson Hotel. It's a cool hotel to lounge but they have the worst (smallest) hotel rooms in NYC. I felt like John Travolta in Saturday Night Fever with the glowing dance floor tiles lit up at the Hudson Hotel. Behind me most of the night were two Asian princesses who kept bumping into my butt. Calendar girl was with us and she opted not to dance because of her sore feet. She ended up conversing with an 18 year old blonde -- dunno how she sneaked in.
The next night I met up with another old friend and we ate at Shilla in Ktown. In the middle of our dinner, Jim O'Brien, the former Sixers-Celtics coach walked down the steps. I'm guessing one of his sons is married to a Korean girl or is dating one and everyone was out for a family dinner.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
0 comments:
Post a Comment