Out of chronological order is #54, eaten weeks ago at The Crust. Linus and I enjoyed sitting at the bar for the first time. I was eating light that night, Linus on the other hand not so much.
|Dessert For Linus.|
Needless to say I found my drivers license the next morning.
#55 was the whole reason for living in NY. Yes, Pizza. I could barely down one slice back in my twenties, boy things have changed. Carla and I visited for the first and last time the newest joint in town.
Not so good but you could not tell by the one slice we left behind.
At long last I found a Shake Shack with a line less than one hour long. Not in Madison Square but on Old Country Rd. A few years ago I almost fainted whilst waiting on line for an hour, I gave up just as I was about to be called. This time my stamina helped me actually place the order. I consumed #56 in the ambiance of the car.
My latest craze is to remove all plastic water bottles from my life. Filtering water directly into a Brita plastic pitcher is not gonna work either. So far I have only succeeded in drinking less water! But if there is a will there is a way so wish me luck.