I’m going to hide in the corner now

The director’s door is shut. I hear shouting. I don’t like shouting.

Postscript: I just got blocked from commenting on my own blog. That’s very funny. :)

I’m going to hide in the corner now

The director’s door is shut. I hear shouting. I don’t like shouting.

Postscript: I just got blocked from commenting on my own blog. That’s very funny. :)

NY part 1

ny19.jpgIt was the perfect weekend for a visit to New York. The weather couldn’t have been better. What did we do? We ate! And walked! And ate! Our first night, we decided to walk from 34th to the village. An hour and a half later we were pretty hungry and ready to eat anywhere. Apparently, we hadn’t stumbled upon the part of the village with all the restaurants, because they were few and far between. One of the first savory choices was a small French place called Bistro Margot (for some reason I want to put an exclamation point at the end of Margot - everytime) on Prince Street in Soho. Although this was one of the first places we spied, silly us, we moved on to see what might be lurking around the corner. And to think we may have missed eating there. Finally, we turned back to Madame Margot and entered. The restaurant is narrow with the kitchen up in the front as opposed to tucked away in the back (many of the guidebooks that I’ve read have indicated that the back is a garden patio room, but we didn’t get back there). We sat down and looked at the menu, an assortment of French-sounding dishes. Amy got the duck something or other, Pat got the chicken something or other and I got beef stew, or, as it said on the menu, something ‘de boeuf.’ I knew I had ordered beef stewed in something or other, but I hadn’t realized it would come out in a bowl, like beef stew. It was delicious though. I will definitely see you again, Margot.

This link will not get you to Bistro Margot in New York, but to the one in Chicago.

The picture above is our view from the Hotel New Yorker. Yes, that is the Empire State Building. Amy is the photographer. I would have used that picture of the bistro, but I felt bad ripping off the excellent website it came from and then also linking to said website.