Weather delay
We walked downtown again for the exercise and ended up at Zoë, a well-known SoHo restaurant, for brunch. Neither of us cared for the food, Hunnybear ordering an oversalted Thai chicken salad and I a greasy filet of trout in a thin pastry crust. The breads tasted stale and the $2.50 iced tea didn’t come with free refills. This was more evidence that in New York, it’s nearly impossible to get a bad meal unless you go someplace well known.
We did a little shopping and then walked back to the W, about a six-mile round trip. Hunnybear had a 6 p.m. flight so we couldn’t take in a matinee but we watched the rest of The Out-of Towners. It was time for Hunnybear to pack up and leave but when we checked on the weather it looked like there were bad delays in both New York and Chicago. She called the United Premier Executive hotline and got her flight changed to tomorrow morning so I got another night with my Hunnybear. We decided to walk over to Times Square and see if we could get into the 7 p.m. performance of The Rocky Horror Show but there was no performance tonight because of the holiday week. We walked over to the Loews Movie Theater but couldn’t figure out how to get in so we went for a traditional drink at the Marriott Marquis rotating bar overlooking Broadway. After a couple rounds (in both senses of the word) we didn’t feel like much more exertion so we had dinner at the JW Steakhouse, where I had had a decent meal with Pluto a couple years ago.
We got a VIP table for two by a window and ordered a yummy roast duck sampler for appetizer, followed by a couple filet mignons for the main course, Hunnybear’s with five-peppercorn sauce and mine plain. They came out done to perfection and huge. Neither of us finished but we came pretty close. As a rule we don’t eat dessert but they had a chocolate pyramid so we shared just one piece. It turned out to be more of a vertical wedge than a pyramid so we got everybody’s name to turn into the Attorney General, paid the bill, and walked back to the W. It was early but we were both exhausted so we watched a little TV, got a wake-up call for the ungodly hour of 4:30, and crashed.
[next installment tomorrow]
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