After the birthday brunch that turned into ‘dunch,’ Mike and I decided (in protest of the raised subway fares) to walk home to Chelsea from 59th and 2nd Ave. First, we walked straight over to the west side to walk along the Hudson, then south. We passed horse stables, a skate park, and a helicopter landing pad before we stumbled upon the Frying Pan. I need to eat there asap. Whose in?
Also, I missed the apparent University of Central Florida reference in Hung tonight.
live band playing...place was hopping. Anyone who wants...is...