After a quick stop at the hotel, we went out for dinner at P.J. Clarke's, which was rammed, as always. I enjoyed a delicious Tommy Collins and a Cadillac burger with cheddar, smoked bacon and fries. Good old P.J. never disappoints.
This morning was even colder when I rose: the mercury barely tipped minus ten centigrade. Luckily, I was kitted out in my weatherproof Lululemon ware, but with the windchill it was still face-achingly cold. I did a quick loop up to the reservoir, before picking up a great Ethiopian Aeropress coffee at the midtown branch of Gregorys.
Mum and I headed straight out to an off-Broadway theatre to pick up some tickets for this evening, and then wandered our way down Broadway to SoHo, via Lord & Taylor to buy some bargainous weatherproof-but-chic leather boots.
We met Dad in SoHo for lunch at El Toro Blanco, a great, upscale Mexican restaurant on Sixth Avenue. We shared some chips and guacamole to start and then shared some chicken and fish tacos, and some enchiladas, washing everything down with some fruity and refreshing aguas frescas.
Oh yes; it's very good to be back.
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