Groundhog Month
I can't believe 2008 is history, and the new year is already underway. The last one month in NYC has been simply amazing, but all good things come to an end, and now I have to hightail it out of the Big Apple and all its guilty pleasures, and head back to the West Coast and a cold heartless office cubicle. I just wish this whole month would get stuck in a Groundhog month routine, so I could keep coming back to Thanksgiving and enjoying the whole month until New Year's Day.
Anyway, its a good thing this last weekend has me doing an NYC taxi routine, ferrying umpteen relatives back and forth between various New York hotels where they're staying, and between my house and other points of interest in the City. I still can't figure why some of them wanted to meet each other in their hotel rooms, while others wanted to be brought home and then the whole lot wanted to be taken back to another hotel to meet someone else who could have come home as well. Some wanted to be dropped off at the subway station, where even more others were waiting for them so they could all go meet someone else who was God knows where. I kindof gave up trying to find some sense in it all, and just focused on driving from A to B and then waiting for instructions. Now I finally know why New York cabbies are so grouchy. I wanted to bite somebody's head off everytime I opened my mouth.
But even so, it was a good thing, because it kept me busy, and the pain of the holidays coming to an end didn't really hit home until the mob cleared out, and I was left alone to pack my stuff. I hate packing, so I left it all to my sister, and headed out to Bleecker Street for some last minute food shopping. I'd been bragging about the variety of food on the streets in NYC to my friends back in California, and I'd promised that I'd be bringing all sorts of nasty stuff to eat, and now I had to make good on that promise.
Went to Murray's Cheese shop and got some gift baskets. Its always fun to visit Murray's. Its cheese and chocolate heaven, and you can end up gaining a lotta pounds (and losing dollars) in there. And then it was agony, because I can never land up in the West Village without going to Corner Bistro for a burger and beer. But Murray's is also intoxicating, and you just can't walk out of there without eating. And if somehow you escape out of Murray's clutches, there's always Bleecker Street Pizza. This is what I mean when I say that NYC has too much food. I never face this problem anywhere else. Or maybe I just don't know the other cities as well as NYC. Oh well, its goodbye for now, but I'll be back soon.
