As I continue to navigate the roller coaster that is dating in New York, I find myself more thankful than ever for the constant of wonderful friends. This week, I enjoyed some quality catch up time with two of my greatest galpals.
Monday, I headed down to the East Village to meet up with my friend Lisa for a screening of , a romantic comedy starring and produced by Robinne Lee, a former colleague of hers. The charming, independent movie boasts a fantastic cast with Sara Rue, Dule Hill, Gabrielle Union and Jon Huertas of my favorite TV show, ABC’s Castle all making appearances.
Miss Dial takes you through a day in the life of Erica, a consumer affairs rep who works from home and fields random questions about everything from microwave popcorn to dog food. Frustrated by her scripted conversations and seeking some real connecting, Erica starts randomly calling strangers – one of whom ends up being a hunky EMT she immediately clicks with. You can guess the ending, of course, but Miss Dialed’s charm lies in how the movie gets there and its believable, funny characters. Definitely worth seeing and available now on video.
Friday, and I experienced our latest five-star foodie adventure – after a slight change of plans. I had bought us a Groupon for what I thought was iconic bistro Chez Josephine in Midtown. Just before we met up, I realized it was actually, ahem, Chez Jacqueline all the way downtown and there weren’t taking reservations before 9pm.
So, with French food on our mind, we opted for Plan B, Saju in Times Square. This charming bistro offers Parisian charm and solicitous service with a smooth soundtrack in the background (Barry White, The Temptations, etc).
Both of us oohed and ahhed while enjoying the escargot, cooked to perfection in garlic, butter and olive oil. After our entrees (French onion soup for BP, chicken paillard salad for moi), we shared a sublime crème brulee. Along the way, we shared some laughs about travel misadventures, inappropriate confessions on disastrous dates and upcoming vacation plans.
The perfect end to our already delightful evening? Drinks next door at The Lambs Club, which blends modern touches (like Empire State Building light fixtures) with old school ambiance.
Handsome bartender Jacques of Cameroon whipped up a pair of heavenly cocktails as BP and I began contemplating our next night on the town. I can’t wait.
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