Last night's action
1. Probably the best pre-Valentine's Day date ever, and easily on my top 5 list of best things I've ever done with fifithepig. Following a 3-hour swing dance workshop in which I learned things I mostly knew before and realized I was doing them wrong, we headed to the West Village. There's a wonderful little used, out-of-print, and antique cookbooks store called Bonnie Slotnick Cookbooks, which is also reviewed via Yelp, and we spent about an hour just going through only a fraction of the books there. A tiny, tiny fraction. We ended up settling for a home-style Southern cooking cookbook and one for spice-intensive recipes collected from around the world following old spice trade routes. Hell. Yes.
2. Then? We went to Taim. I've never had better falafels.
3. Had Newman Club friends over to re-watch Slumdog Millionaire. I really feel like I should be doing that kind of thing more often but with crappy movies, in which we can all just sit around and make fun of it. Of course, it was also a festivity in which I possessed the singular Y chromosome. Things got very girly with boy talk and all that. A few of us got drunk, then we played Rock Band.
4. Also ended up drunk IMing shoroko. Um. Sorry about that.
2. Then? We went to Taim. I've never had better falafels.
3. Had Newman Club friends over to re-watch Slumdog Millionaire. I really feel like I should be doing that kind of thing more often but with crappy movies, in which we can all just sit around and make fun of it. Of course, it was also a festivity in which I possessed the singular Y chromosome. Things got very girly with boy talk and all that. A few of us got drunk, then we played Rock Band.
4. Also ended up drunk IMing shoroko. Um. Sorry about that.