In the Upper Best Side
Him: Hey, Logan, how are things on your end? I can leave any time – will take me 15 mins [to get to you].
Me: Just smashed a coffee glass. Let’s meet there at 5:20? So if you leave in 10 mins that would be a 15 min travel time? I cannot be left alone, clearly.
Him: (laughs) OK for 5:20.
The boy was away for a few days so I ended up meeting with the Frenchman at Playa Betty‘s the other night.
I’ve said many times that the food there isn’t good but the drinks are so we went mainly so I could get a drink or four into me over a happy hour.
Which is not to say that we didn’t eat.
He and I chatted about something that I’ll probably talk to you about later but that’s a longer discussion.
In any case, after about an hour of catching up, his wife, Tess, came by to join us and the Firecracker and her showed up almost exactly at the same time.
Everyone seemed to get along really well.
Him: My son just roams New York City now.
Me: I’m so unprepared for that right now.
It’s weird because for the past few years, I was hanging out with a buncha people much younger than me.
Hanging out with peers and old friends again has been refreshing for me.
Tess and the Frenchman were talking about potentially leaving the Upper East Side so the Firecracker and I tried to convince them to move into our area.
Firecracker: It’s the Upper BEST Side.
Me: It really is!
So, when we left, I walked them by this gorgeous bank that converted to condominiums.
Me: Just think about it.
Him: (laughs) Sure.
After they took off, I walked the Firecracker home.
Her: Your friends are great – I really like Tess! (later) Thanks for a nice night, Lo.
Me: Same, Firecracker. Same.
Location: West 66th Street Post Office, after the gym today
Mood: pensive
Music: kinda want this night to change right now (Spotify)
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