Dear NY,
Since starting an internship in the city about a month ago, Dana and I have met up a couple times for a much-needed trip to Chipotle and happy hour (although not necessarily in that order). On one particular occasion, we decided to spice things up and go to happy hour at the Blind Pig on 14th street. Maybe it was because neither of us had eaten a lot that day or the drinks were strong, but we got pretty sloshy pretty quick and decided to visit the waffle truck nearby.
Now, if you hadn't realized both Dana and I tend to adopt our version of fake british accents when drunk. I suppose this could make it hard to understand us. However, not only did the waffle man seem startled that Dana said her name was Trunk, but I told him mine was Jose. Really?!? JOSE?!? Who knew that he would get so excited about that and asked if I was Latino? Granted I have some roots in Argentina, but why I decided to tell him I was Latino is something I’ll never understand.
To top it all off, we brought some waffle virgins to the waffle truck a week later in Park Slope. They called out the name Trunk and then called us out. They remembered us…
Joe
you can call me Jose though
Sunday, March 13, 2011
Thursday, March 3, 2011
Makin It Rain
Dear New York,
Friday nights with your besties are AmAzInG!!! Don't get me wrong. I always have a good time with them but Friday was awesome. Jarrod, Meghan, Jackie, Ben and Joe came in from the tri state area and the first thing we did was eat dinner. I took everyone to the Mexican place that Jackie doesn't like. Thankfully, their pitchers of Margarita and Sangria were somewhat cheap and they didn't get her food messed up. We left a little buzzed and in good spirits.
Our next stop, after going home and changing, was to a bar in the village called Continental. Jackie and Meghan got lost along the way but not to worry! Their phones are smart so they found us. The special at Continental is 5 shots for $10. Who were we not to take advantage of that because New York is not cheap. Anyway, the bar was kind of crowded but we waited and Jarrod and I split our five shots, even though somehow we both got 3.... Not sure how that happened.
Now, our next stop was across town. Originally, I was take everyone there via the subway. But while we were standing outside deciding, a stretch limo shows up and drops a group of people off. I said to myself, "Self, I wanna ride around in a limo one day". The limo stops in front of me and asks where I'm going. Obviously, I tell him. He says something along the lines of, "well get in. $5 each!" So my friends and I run and jump in the limo and start dancing and yelling about being in a limo. "WE IN A LIMO! WE IN A LIMO!" It was basically the greatest moment of my life... since the meow incident of two weeks prior... I think he even went the long way cause we were having soooo much fun. It was AMAZING!!!! Anyway...
Peace Out NY,
Dana
ps The Limo looked something like this.
Friday nights with your besties are AmAzInG!!! Don't get me wrong. I always have a good time with them but Friday was awesome. Jarrod, Meghan, Jackie, Ben and Joe came in from the tri state area and the first thing we did was eat dinner. I took everyone to the Mexican place that Jackie doesn't like. Thankfully, their pitchers of Margarita and Sangria were somewhat cheap and they didn't get her food messed up. We left a little buzzed and in good spirits.
Our next stop, after going home and changing, was to a bar in the village called Continental. Jackie and Meghan got lost along the way but not to worry! Their phones are smart so they found us. The special at Continental is 5 shots for $10. Who were we not to take advantage of that because New York is not cheap. Anyway, the bar was kind of crowded but we waited and Jarrod and I split our five shots, even though somehow we both got 3.... Not sure how that happened.
Now, our next stop was across town. Originally, I was take everyone there via the subway. But while we were standing outside deciding, a stretch limo shows up and drops a group of people off. I said to myself, "Self, I wanna ride around in a limo one day". The limo stops in front of me and asks where I'm going. Obviously, I tell him. He says something along the lines of, "well get in. $5 each!" So my friends and I run and jump in the limo and start dancing and yelling about being in a limo. "WE IN A LIMO! WE IN A LIMO!" It was basically the greatest moment of my life... since the meow incident of two weeks prior... I think he even went the long way cause we were having soooo much fun. It was AMAZING!!!! Anyway...
Peace Out NY,
Dana
ps The Limo looked something like this.
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