I went out last night with my best friend, whom I’ve known for 19 years, as well as another friend from high school and my best friends sister and wife. This was the first time in a while that we had hung out together outside of my best friend’s home. Between work and kids it’s not easy to coordinate time to go out. But it was her birthday and she was determined to go out and celebrate. We went to dinner at an Ecuadorean restaurant called Nano’s in Midtown NYC. I have to say the food was genuinely amazing. Each dish had such an authentic flavor infused with cilantro and lime. We had ceviche as one of our appetizers. I thought it was delicious until I asked my friend “how do they get the onions this texture?” at which point I was told “that’s not onions that’s squid”. On to the next appetizer please!
Nano’s is a whole in the wall eatery and I find those types of restaurants make the best food.
After the restaurant we couldn’t figure out what to do next. We decided on a place called Slate. When we googled it, we figured it would be a good place because it had drinks, music, pool tables and ping pong tables. When we got there we realized we were probably the oldest people there. Mainly a bunch of early twenty-something’s bumping and grinding. I think it’s funny how ten years ago, that was me and my friends. Now, however, I can’t help but to look at the youngsters making out on the dance floor and want to throw up. Funny what a difference ten years makes when it comes to your outlook on certain things. So we get a drink at the bar and are just standing there in the middle of the floor with no idea of what to do with ourselves. The pool tables have an hour wait so we decided to leave. Needless to say, we ended up going home like a bunch of old ladies. Looks like my original idea of going to the comedy club didn’t seem so bad after all.
So first I drop off my friend who lives in Bayonne New Jersey. She was sitting in the back seat and all of a sudden I hear the sound of air pumping. My friend in the back decided to start pumping her breasts while we were driving! Yes she has a baby but I definitely wasn’t expecting that one. I thought it was hilarious that she was walking around the city on a Friday night with her breast pump in her purse. Good thing the bouncers didn’t check our bags before we went in! She asked if I could turn the music up so we don’t hear her pumping and I asked if she could please not leak on my seats (every mother knows breast milk is impossible to clean off) So we drop her off and her boyfriend is standing outside waiting for her. She gets out of the car, gives him a kiss and we all begin talking. My friends pump starts leaking and that’s when we knew it was time to go. My other friend started to fall asleep on the car ride home and I couldn’t wait to get in my bed like the true old lady that I am. I could barely get up the next morning as it takes me three days to recuperate from two drinks nowadays.
Lesson learned: once you reach 30 years of age, you need to have a set plan in mind. “Winging it” is no longer an option. My birthday is coming up next month and I’m definitely thinking comedy club!