Today marked the end of my year-and-a-half exile from Manhattan... My last sojourn in the borough was on March 7, 2020. Since then, I had limited my New York City trips to the Bronx, which is two blocks from my home. Today, though, I hung out with a bunch of Wonkette readers in order to celebrate the 40th birthday of Joe S, who calls Jersey City home. Present were Dr Jen, who I hung out with last Sunday, ziggywiggy, mavenmaven, BillE Goat (who came down from Massachusetts, Uncle Milburn (who flew in from Washington State), Joe from Portland, and several others whose 'nyms I didn't catch.
It was a glorious day, spent in beautiful Bryant Park, and we had a nice little potluck lunch. I had planned to make some vegan summer rolls, I even started pickling some julienned carrot and daikon on Monday, and bought some Vietnamese rice paper and hoisin sauce... last night, I had planned on thinly slicing a Napa cabbage and rolling up some fried tofu (atsu-age) with the vegetables and hoisin sauce, but then I started drinking with my neighbor. In a stunning reversal, I hit the local-ish Ukrainian deli this morning and bought some house-made kabanosy, along with a big chunk of slab bacon for Joe S' birthday present (the reason for this errand in the first place). He was born in Russia, and came to the US as a kid, so this was the kind of stuff he regularly ate for breakfast.
It was a wonderful time with wonderful people, and Dr Jen gave me a couple of her books, which I am looking forward to reading. I had to leave the party early, though, because today is a workday and the boss is very demanding.