Great Friends

Like everyone else, I have real friends, and party friends. Real friends are the ones who you hang out with outside of the bar. Anyway, I didn’t really feel like hanging out with bar friends last night, so I stayed in and watched TV. A couple of real friends stopped by, out of concern, which was really nice. Apparently I party so much that my absence signals distress. Heh. Anyway, we went up to the rooftop and had cake and champagne, then watched The Office when it got too cold. I am sure I had a better time than I would have going out, looking at other people with a drink in my hand (like everyone else is doing) but not talking to anyone, and then going home.

Went to an Au Revoir Simone concert this past week. Was really great – I think I am in love with one of the girls in the band. There are three girls – she’s the one who is always in the middle for some reason in pictures and on stage. Check out the website, you will love their sound.

Two weeks ago, I went to two weddings in one day, one for a friend and one for a cousin. The wedding of my friend was awesome. It was small and intimate, excellently planned, and TONS of fun. Each guest had a picture of them with the bride and groom, and a thoughtfully planned seat assignment. I initiated the chair lift, like a good long island Indian from a predominantly Jewish area. The band was AMAZING. If you’ve never seen three old white people play Sean Paul, you should. I was shocked by how good they were. Everyone was young and we all had an awesome time.

The second wedding was an unmitigated disaster. The kid isn’t really a cousin by blood, my aunt married a widower with two kids. The daughter is a spoiled brat who has unfortunately been allowed to breed her own little spoiled brat. The boy is actually a nice guy. Their father is an uncouth troglodyte. anyway, it was horribly planned. There were almost no attractive people there. The wedding was on a SUNDAY NIGHT starting at 7:30 with a 2 1/2 hour cocktail hour. It was ridiculous. Then, they herd everyone out of the cocktail reception area to a hallway outside the main reception hall. Everyone is standing around for more than twenty minutes, but they won’t open the goddamned doors. What kind of shit planning is that? What is the obscene excuse for having your guests wait outside like that? Anyway, once we finally got in, we quickly realized that there were no assigned tables. Guess they weren’t delaying to set up the seats. What kind of wedding doesn’t have assigned tables? We sat down at a table only to have some bitch from the bride’s side ask us to get up so THEIR friends and family could sit down. At ten goddamned thirty. I was like, well, “you jobless retards may not have shit to do, but I have to go to WORK tomorrow.” Disgusted with the boorish manners of the guests, turned off by the poor planning, I decided to skip the cheesy family introductions and the entire dinner. I never even saw the bride and groom (they weren’t at the cocktail reception). My parents stayed and told me later that they STARTED serving dinner at 11:30. The whole wedding was selfish and rude to the guests. I’m just glad I escaped when I did.

What a study in contrasts.

Have been to a few restaurants that deserve mention:

Toloache: Food was meh. Constantly getting upsold by the waiter was annoying.

Blue Hill: Amazing. Highly recommended.

Babbo: I love this place. Try to go as much as you can. This time, we had the tasting menu, and some amazing wines.

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