Saturday, March 14 – Sunday, March 15, 2009.
Yes, those are Guinnesses in our hands. No, we did not go back to Ireland. It seems as though stout has stuck with us and may stay a little while. As for our travel bug, it doesn't appear to be going away anytime soon. This weekend it was NYC.
After the show, we hung around and relaxed. I was deaf to the dinner plans, but they were set at Les Sans Culottes. DJ and I had discovered this place last time we were in NYC and have been preaching about it ever since. It's a price fix dream with an endless appetizer. Sausage tower, tiny pickles, pate. A basket of fresh fruits and veggies. Bread. The works. With so much food, who needs an entree? I wonder whose hand that is going for the tiny pickles...
Our whirlwind weekend ended with a stop off at the Mishel estate for some home cooked corn beef and coleslaw ala Mrs. Mishel. Yum. Yum. Delicious.
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