Last week during the heat wave, I got to see my friend Eimear and have an amazing dinner at Frankies 570. That’s Frankies version of a Hemingway daiquiri in Eimski’s hand below.
Eimski and I last hung out in Austin.
After dinner, she wanted to see Williamsburg and got to ride the L train. Lucky them.
Eimear got to see this guy “perform.”
She got to see the male half of a very average couple grope his basically adequate date while we walked behind them.
I got to take my visiting friend for a drink at one of my local favorites, Spuyten Duyvil, which will give you a glass of water but they don’t have ice. It’s a long Brooklyn story.
So was that guy singing Billy Joel or Huey Lewis songs?
You know, I was so stunned that I don’t recall the song!