Last Sunday was gorgeous. Hot, but gorgeous. After laying out in Central Park for a few hours with Rach, Kate, Jeff, Tishelman, and Greg, we decided to make dinner together. But nooooooo! Make no mistake. This was no ordinary dinner. We each went home after the park, showered, deeply contemplated our culinary endeavors, and executed them to the best of our abilities. Tishelman was in charge of the important stuff. He doesn’t kid around. He made chicken fajitas and cheese nachos, which were so clearly “touched by Jesus aka Moses aka Allah aka Buddha.” I made my world famous guacamole. Rach made some very light and delicious pasta salad. Pattycakes brought his mom’s banana bread and sold it as his own.
We ate dinner outside on Jeff and Tishelman’s luxury rooftop in Gramercy. B-A-L-L-E-R status.
New York summers are so much fun!