- High: Walk through Central Park & Delivery of our belongings
- Low: Catching the hand mixer with my face
So it’s Saturday morning, which means that I should be posting about yesterday’s (Friday) shenanigans. Buuutt, I didn’t post on Friday morning about Thursday’s shenanigans, so this will be a two-for-one. What a great deal!
So Thursday…well, I got off to a late start as I had deal with some bank/credit card stuff in the morning. It was damp and a bit chilly, so where did I head to hunker down and get my job search on…Little Brown! (duh). So that happened for a few hours. Then I twisted Dan’s arm to go to Target, because we really need window treatments (we were using black garbage bags supplied by Eddie. I’d show you a picture, but it was on the camera that got jacked…) Well we headed to the bus stop and got on the bus, only to realize I or Dan had lost the $10 mta card that we purchased the day before. The bus driver wasn’t sympathetic and kicked us off at the next stop. (if you’re keeping track that is mta card number three that has gone AWOL) We weren’t about to walk through Harlem to get to Target, so we headed back home. Instead of just bumming around the apartment, we decided to take a walk down 5th avenue and through Central Park.
We made it all the way to Columbus Circle and then walked up Park Ave to get back home. I think we walked for like 2 + hours. It was really nice. I CANNOT WAIT for summertime in the park!
We were pretty pooped once we got back (we walked over 50 blocks), so we grabbed something cheap and easy for dinner…pizza from Belini’s (half pep for him half olive for me).
We gobbled that up while watching 127 Hours. The movie was good, but I feel like it would have been a better read (this coming from the girl that doesn’t read books…although I’m aiming to change that. I’m going to try and keep up with my book club back home 
). To top the night off, we finished the two other cupcakes waiting for us from 2LRH. They were still delicious, but not as good as the fresh ones we ate the other night. Note: always eat cupcakes the day you buy them. I really enjoyed my banana cupcake, the cake had the perfect banana flavor and the frosting paired well.
So don’t judge…that’s 2.5 cupcakes and pizza 4 times in one week. That has NEVER happened before in my life. I generally don’t eat pizza, let a lone eat it 4 times in one week! I probably eat it 4 times in one year. If you know me, I’m generally a very healthy eater, with a tremendous sweet tooth (so the cupcake eating is not surprising). Pizza 4 times, who am I? My diet misses me.
We woke up Friday to the sounds of our delivery truck! YES! Our belongings were here!! The mover men parked right outside our window and started hauling our stuff in. (Movers are glorious, not having to lift a thing is so worth the money). Then it was time to bring in the sofa. We have a charming rowe sofa, I believe it is this one only in a canvas color, not blue. It is quite large, especially for an apartment. It was even a struggle to get it into our large new apartment in Minnesota, so when we noticed the narrow hallway and slender doorway, we were skeptical about getting it into our new apartment. Luckily we have a nice size front window. Through the window it went! (I thought I had video of this battle, but the whole time I thought it was recording, it wasn’t, Oops, fail.)
So Friday was spent unpacking and organizing. This was not/not going to be an easy task. The goodwill on 2nd ave might be getting a nice influx of things in a few days… Dan took on the living room (aka his massive library and wine collection) and I addressed the kitchen and then bedroom. While fighting with the pots and pans to get them to fit into the one bottom cupboard, the hand mixer decided to take a jump of the counter. Luckily my face caught it before it could hit the floor. Ouch Char-lie, that really hurt! There were a few tears, but it only swelled a tiny bit and left a mini red dot under my eye, nothing a little cover-up can’t fix.
We slowly, but surely made progress. Dan felt that we needed a reward for all our hard work, so he made reservations at Prime House NY. Hmm… Prime House, as in David Burke’s Prime House in Chicago? (which is my no.1 for steak thus far, that place was extraordinary). Not quite. They used to be affiliate but have since split ways. We ordered their appetizer special, which was scallops; (Dan’s favorite sea food) they were very good. A nice light sear with a smooth buttery sauce.
For our steaks, I ordered the petit bone-in fillet and Dan, the 65 day aged ribeye. They were about par for the course. Mine was seared in what I think was some sort of butter sauce (not used to that) and it was a little fatty for a filet. Dan’s had a nice char, but might have been a tad overdone. We also chose the truffle asiago fries. That was a mistake. The asiago was thickly shredded on top of the fires and while I enjoy the aroma of a good asiago, it was a bit strong and detracted from the sizzling steak smell that compliments each bite of meat.
Feeling gluttonous, we ordered the slice of prime to share for dessert. It was a giant piece of 7 layer chocolate cake with a tiny scoop of malt crunch ice cream. It was good, but not impressive. I stayed away from the ice cream; not a fan of malt flavoring and ice cream make my tummy hurt.
We headed back home and relaxed. We were overzealous to get to sleep in our real bed! No more air mattress!
Tags: cupcake, Moving, Pizza, Steak, Two Little Red Hens
