Was a little MIA these past few days because we had my brother Terence in town to celebrate his 61st birthday. It was a bit of a whirlwind, including but not limited to:
Two plays: "All Out" at the Nederlander Theatre (sort of "Laugh In" meets "SNL" with a band playing in between sketches) and "The Honey Trap" at the Irish Repertory Theatre (suspenseful and thought-provoking) -
Five restaurants (Viand Cafe, Westside diner, Friend of a Farmer, Rosa Mexicano, Elmo)
Three bars (Dublin House, P.J. Clarke's, Central Park Tavern)
and
One reunion with our former colleagues from our college job answering phones in the Arizona Republic and Phoenix Gazette circulation department.
Photo highlights BELOW:
And he wasn't even the honey trap!
Thursday: Toasting the birthday boy on the Upper West Side
Friday: Woke up to a winter wonderland that amazed Harvey
Catching Simon Rich's latest, which consists of live readings of short stories about "ego, envy, greed, and basically just New Yorkers in general." Simon is the son of my former NYT colleague Frank Rich.
Have been friends with these two lovelies since 1986, sisters Mary (far left) and Kristin, who happened to be in town from Arizona and Italy for their uncle's 96th birthday. On weekends we would sometimes arrive at work having been out partying all night -- still lightly drunk of in the early stages of a hangover -- to field calls from angry subscribers whose papers weren't delivered or even worse: were missing the coupons on Sunday!
Mary and Kenny
Terence
"Circulation, may I help you?"
Terence left on Sunday and Damian and I even managed to go to the gym despite another snowfall!
From my Instagram HERE.





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