



Last week was seriously amazing. First, as I already posted about here and here, I got to see Twelfth Night in Central Park. Then, Friday night, Sarah, Kelly, Mark (Candice’s husband…Candice didn’t want to see it, so she was home with her kiddies), and I saw August: Osage County starring, none other than, Phylicia Rashad (aka Claire Huxtable). It was incredible. Seriously. I loved it. And meeting Phylicia Rashad was amazing, too.





And then, after the play, Emily (my MBA friend from Boston) met up with us. On Saturday, Emily and I went to see both Our Town and Mary Poppins. Our Town was fantastic (and just around the corner from my apartment). I’d never seen it before and I loved it. Such a different experience and one that really made me think. Kind of heavy for a Saturday afternoon, but I’m a fan of deep thought as a general rule

Tuesday night I headed to Brooklyn to meet my friend, Emilie (an alumna from my MBA program who works for the company where I’m interning…and yes, I’m cryptic on purpose) and her husband for dinner at Luz.
This is a tuna ceviche (raw tuna) with a really yummy vinaigrette, grilled pineapple, jalapenos, and corn (I have no idea how to explain how the corn was cooked, but it was kind of puffed and crunchy, but not fried). This was by far my favorite dish of the evening.
Empanadas: the one on the left was filled with this delicious goat cheese melange. The one on the right was a spinach concoction that I can’t say I fully appreciated.
This was not actually my dish, but it was really good. Emilie ordered it and it was really good steak and yucca (right?) with a mayonnaise based sauce.
I decided to get semi-adventurous with dessert (some of you may find raw fish adventurous – I do not). It was a warm guava tart (I LOVE all things guava – not the adventurous part) with CHEESE ice cream. Guess what. Cheese ice cream is about as good as it sounds. It was kind of…GROSS!!!) 




So, the second week I was here, Sarah and I met up with a couple of the MBA spouses for a girls’ night out (can’t remember if I blogged about it or not). Anyway, this last week, we did it again. We were going to maybe do dinner and a show, but due to my unexpected trip to AZ this weekend, I needed to get home so I could pack up. In any case, this week we went to this darling little restaurant (of which there are four in Manhattan) called Petite Abeille (translated, it means “little bee”). It’s Belgian and I am always looking for good Belgian fare.