My brother-in-law Bill is in town until Monday. He knows the best places to eat. Thursday night we went to Rosa Mexicana. H said she had been craving Mexican. She eats it almost every day in Waco, but up here she hasn't had any.
Friday night we had dinner at I Sodi, and Saturday morning the three of us went to 'Ino for brunch. We then walked around the Village a little.
This is Grove Street. It is so pretty. As we walked by this particular apartment, a little girl came out on the steps and was playing with a water balloon. She asked H, "Do you want to squirt it?" Bill and I were busy looking inside the brownstone as we walked by. It was incredible, as you would assume.
T's brother Barry was great friends with John Bartlett, a designer who has a shop on 7th and Charles. Bill is a good friend now so we went by his shop to see if he might be there. We got to visit with him and H got to meet him for the first time.
Then we checked out the new elevated park along the Hudson River, the High Line, which has been open for about a year. It's built on an old rail line. It was very cool and a clever use of the space. All of these pictures were taken on the High Line.
H passed this guy with a KKG shirt on. She stopped him and said she was a Kappa. He said, But not from the Women's College of Sydney! I guess the shirt was his wife's or a friend's.
H was being silly coming down the stairs of the High Line.
Saturday night we had dinner at Babbo, Mario Batali's restaurant. I feel too full even to write about this.
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