Last week, Bill and I went to see a reading of his play HATE MAIL at a benefit for Opening Act in New York City.
|Thanks, Sun Country! Glad these instructions are so specific. |
I wore my tutu that day and was a little concerned.
|Cranberry crumble with clotted cream at Angus McIndoe.|
|View from the Hilton Times Square, 43rd floor.|
|Lunch: Antipasi at Mario Batali's OTTO.|
Broccoli & Peccorino
Roasted Beets and Saba
Parsnips, Parsley & Parmigiano - you WILL see me attempt this - it was incredible.
The spaghetti Alla Carbonara was too al dente for my taste, and so salty I couldn't eat more than two bites. My Fussili Con Stracotto was also very salty, but the pork shoulder was delicious.
The gelato disappered so quickly, I didn't get a chance to take a picture. Three scoops. Dark chocolate, Olive Oil and Gorgonzola. I endevour to learn to make awesome savory ice creams now and follow in the footsteps of my Great-Grandfather and open an ice cream parlor. Though mine will probably not be in the Bronx.
|$5 sparkling water was worth the bottle and the relief from my hangover.|
|I love this. I don't care if I look like a tourist.|
|The set of the show.|
|The Cast, Playwright and Director:|
John Slattery, Cynthia Nixon, my husband Bill Corbett, and Michael Mastro
|John and Bill|
|Bill, John and Me.|
|Among other things, we ate coconut omelets at Ponsri Thai after the show.|
|Good night, New York. |
That's The Ball in Times Square in the middle, there. Good thing we had light-blocking curtains.
I walked around saying, "I love New York" the whole 40 hours I was there. Because I do.