So, the weekend twas nice, once again. Friday was tequila night, and Saturday was NYC. We went to this new restaurant (well, new to us), Spotted Pig. It ended up being so-so. Quasi-expensive bill, with mediocre food. Not even neccessarily mediocre, it was probably pretty good for those who have an exquisitely fancy palette. Sheeps milk gnocchi has a funny consistency.... nice atmosphere though.
Then, we went to see Brad Barr (of the slip) play at the knitting factory. The more i see, the more I appreciate their stuff. And Brad played one of my favorite songs on top of it. We ended up having to leave, and i wish we would've stayed (but it wouldnt have worked out), but next show is in pomfret...
Im psyched. Ice cream too. Was a perfect weekend, sans the bartender at the knitting factory, who may have eaten too many paint chips as a child.
All in all, a fantastic weekend that has come to a close with a relaxed mindset and tingly sensations in my legs from tarrywile park:
Then, we went to see Brad Barr (of the slip) play at the knitting factory. The more i see, the more I appreciate their stuff. And Brad played one of my favorite songs on top of it. We ended up having to leave, and i wish we would've stayed (but it wouldnt have worked out), but next show is in pomfret...
Im psyched. Ice cream too. Was a perfect weekend, sans the bartender at the knitting factory, who may have eaten too many paint chips as a child.
All in all, a fantastic weekend that has come to a close with a relaxed mindset and tingly sensations in my legs from tarrywile park:
--Casey