Cross-posted from lgbtSr.com
Frank and I just had one of our regular “surprise weekends,” when one of us lines up a weekend of events (dinner, massage, theater) and the other doesn’t know what they are until we get there. It’s a great way to keep things interesting. We take turns, and this past weekend was Franks’ turn to surprise me. It stared with dinner Friday at one of my favorite neighborhood restaurants, Bistro Lamazou (3rd Avenue and 26th), followed by a show at the New York Comedy Club. That was completely unexpected but appropriate, given that I’m taking a standup comedy class!
Saturday was a massage at a day spa and dinner at yet another favorite, Parea Bistro. And then, the topping on the sundae – a total surprise visit to South Street Seaport. The Seaport is one of those “tourist destinations” I never get to but always have on my list. That happens when you live in a city: you probably don’t get out to see the highlights until someone visits and you’re showing them around. I’m like a kid in a candy store at the South Street Seaport. Water, ships, shops and lots of people.