So Hugh and I were taking this evening. Not about taxes. Not about the kids…
But about the splurge of renting an apartment in a brownstone less than a block off the park in manhattans upper west side.
And how it completely makes sense if you understood where they let the marathoners out of the park and how hard it is to actually get anywhere from there.
But it also has the bonus of being a block and a half from the best meal I’ve ever eaten.
We are still talking abut how the cheesy garlic sauce drizzled over the asparagus was to die for.
And totally contributed to Hugh signing up for the lottery to run again.
But it completely contributed to my going. And where we are staying next November.