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Published: February 26th 2009
Pancakes with the parents before heading to the airport.
This was my last day at home for several months. My parents stayed the weekend to help me pack n' such and the help was greatly appreciated. This morning on the way to the airport we stopped at Sunrise and had some pancakes. We made it to Lambert Field with plenty of time to spare and the flight to Laguardia went off without a hitch.
Arriving at Laguardia I grabbed my bags and proceeded to call the SuperShuttle. This shuttle ended up not being so super. I waited over half an hour for it to show up and then the ride took over an hour as we dropped off numerous people in so many different areas I lost count. Finally I arrived at the Waldorf-Astoria.
Now... Until this night I thought I knew what a fancy hotel was. The Waldorf has changed that opinion. Service was impeccable and the room was quite nice although a bit dated. The Bell Captain dropped my bags off (no carrying your own things at the Waldorf) and I hit the streets looking for some food.
Just out the door of the Waldorf, I glanced at the menu of its steakhouse, but seeing
Welcome to the Waldorf ;)
that the cheapest steak, ala carte was $95 I quickly moved on. I'm not sure the East coast is even capable of beef worth that much. After a few minutes of walking I found a small Italian restaurant called San Martin. Some very Italian waiters and some even more Italian clientele, it may have been the Godfather, I'm not sure... But it sure sounded like him when he talked. Well, they served me after they gave me a hard time for not speaking enough Italian. I had a very good carpaccio with a nice chianti, the bread was incredible too. Main course was their special, risotto frutti de mare. Perfectly prepared risotto (still had a bit of a bite to it) with calamari, shrimp, mussels and a few mushrooms. More wine... For dessert I had their chocolate cake, one slice seemed to have a whole cake's worth of chocolate crammed into it and it was amazing. I added an espresso and an annisette to top it all off. Well, at this point I was done with food, but the SuperBowl was still on so I watched the rest of the game, drank a few more anisettes and was generally disappointed
San Martin Restaurant
Dinner in NYC. Sorry the picture didn't really come out.
that the Cardinals couldn't pull it off.
At this point I decided a cigar sounded great, but NYC is another one of those liberty-reducing states that has banned smoking for the greater good. Maybe it was only Groucho Marx that smoked... Anyway, I found a loophole... A bar may have a smoking lounge, but the staff is not allowed inside. So I found a place around the corner from my restaurant that had such a lounge, I grabbed an Old Fashioned from the bar and sat down to smoke a cigar. Some idle conversation with a businessman from Connecticut passed the time and before long I was making my way back to the Waldorf, significantly less sober than I was a few hours earlier. A few drunk dials later and I was sleeping.
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