I stayed out far far too late Friday evening after watching my film. I got a text at 9:30 that led to my leaving my apartment and heading back to D.J.'s down on 57th. Brilliance. So Saturday I finally took advantage of my comp day from work and stayed home until about 2:30pm. I hopped on the M7 and took it down to midtown to meet Ali and Jay. When we got to 55th street, it started pouring. When I say pouring, I mean there were flash floods on 42nd street. I had to get off the bus at 42nd, swim to the M42, take that across to Madison and then Swim up to The Roosevelt Hotel which is a very very swanky little hotel tucked into the corner of 45th and Madison. Ali and Jay were staying there--so I met Ali in the bar/lounge and we helped ourselves to a lovely frozen strawberry margarita and a free lemon something. They literally plopped this lemon drop drink onto our table...so we drank it.
Jay joined us about 45 minutes later and we headed over to Connolly's on 45th between 6th and 7th (if I'd have known it was there, I'd have drank more before Pels shows in the past...note to self, find day to see Bette & Boo. So we head to Connolly's...I got a quesadilla (go figure...at an Irish pub). Ali and I tried to order some frozen strawberry margaritas, figuring if they've got quesadillas in this joint, they must have frozen strawberry margaritas! The waitress took the order and walked away. Then she comes back 2 minutes later and says they have no strawberry margaritas...so we say okay, give us regular frozen ones. Great. She goes away. 3 minutes later she's back...they don't have frozen margaritas....at this point I'm wondering how long this girl has worked here...? SO I order a Stella and have done with it. Too much stress for a fucking beverage. The food was great, though. The onion rings were superb. That's right. Quesadillas and Onion Rings. I'm awesome.
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