Or in my case: for the love of visiting NYC. We met up with the b.i.l. and his lovely lady J last weekend to eat our way through the city and watch Michigan crush West Virginia University (sorry b.i.l.).
Thursday night was kind of epic. We went to a place called Atera for 4 1/2 hour food circus with bite after bite of mind-blowing dishes. About 20 courses total. Luckily most plates contained a maximum of 2 bites or I would have been in a food coma by the 3rd or 4th plate. Instead of a food coma, though, I think we all experienced some food nirvana. If you make it through this whole post, a gold star for you!
Several things about this restaurant: there was no sign out front. That takes some major ballsack. The cutlery had its own wooden holders. I would have stolen my holder if the restaurant served more than about 12 people at a sitting (ok, maybe I would have….). They also serve their tasting menu with a wine pairing. We just ordered our own drinks this time. The dinner lasted so long that they had to move us to the lounge area downstairs to eat our dessert courses. This is the kind of place that could totally be really stuffy or way too hipster and uncomfortable but chooses not to. The music selections were fantastic and our many waiters had good senses of humor (after a glass of wine apparently I have no qualms about “that’s what she said” jokes–oy vay!). And last: a 3 mile round-trip walk is so good for digestion. I heart NYC.
Random: Saturday late morning we started to see clumps of people with Santa suits on. Wft? Oh, that’s right. It was Santacon. And as the day wore on, they were EVERYWHERE. And they were hammered. Thousands and thousands of Santas.
The basketball game was in Brooklyn so we went early and some NY pizza.
And then the game. Gotta love those Wolverines!