The midtown lunch rush is not to be believed especially on days like today when it's 70 degrees and sunny. Since Passover has decided to get in the way of my grilled chicken pressatas and udon noodle soup, I am hungry and vitamin D-deprived in 1285 Ave of the Americas. What's a girl to do?
I'm praying that Mister Softee answers my prayers and is parked on the corner for the critical 3 pm soft ice cream run.
And, just for fun, I can't wait for my return to carbs/alfresco dinner date with LL on Tuesday!
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this makes me laugh. I think you know why.
i love your user name!
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