Mary Sargent © 2008 …………………………………….. click to enlarge
Ah, my destination. Originally, in January, I think, Carolyn and I booked dinner at Chez Napoleon, knowing nothing of it, only because it was across the street from William Finn's Make Me a Song, a theatrical review we thought we were attending. Alas, it turned out that the production had already closed unbeknownst to us since I had ignored the notification from Ticketmaster, thinking it just another annoying email.
Soooooo, we went to a movie instead. No Country For Old Men, a pretty good movie with a really scary villain.
And then we had dinner at Chez Napoleon. Oo la la. This is unrepentant French food, the full fat, uninventive, tried and true version. Snails in garlic butter, the best I've had maybe ever. The night turned out to be pretty fine after all.
So on our recent visit, our third, Ilana also came in celebration of her brand new American citizenship. I guess we should have taken her to, uh, an American place.
Nah.
They had my book.
See map.
Sunday, May 11, 2008
Times Square, 50th Street Between Ninth and Eighth Avenues
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3 comments:
Not really the kind of shot one associates with "Times Square."
Also, I don't get the line about the book.
I know; I was thinking it almost looks like a street in a little French town.
The book: I left it there when we ate there Saturday night. I mentioned it at the beginning of this series on May 8.
Well, I'm glad I'm not the only one who doesn't sometimes get the written references (or admits to not getting them). Re the writing - Really witty and, well, styled (in a good way). And now, everytime there is a mention of a restaurant, I feel I have to try it. Please try some cheaper places! I know, I know - you have written about them (?).
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