Lobster Lollapalooza…
I am a major lobster lover.
They say the secret to a lasting marriage is compromise, communication and commitment. I say it is Martinis and Caviar Lobster bites.
There’s something electric about standing in front of a John Singer Sargent canvas.
At some point in the NYC summer, the streets start to hiss back at you.
Some plays you watch. Others grab you by the collar, pull you into the spotlight and refuse to let you blink.
There’s a little stretch of Carmine Street where time slows down, your cholesterol rises in the best possible way and everyone suddenly starts whispering in vaguely Parisian accents.
Well, well, well. Google just notified me of something delightfully delicious.