Last week, my sweetest companion and I were all set on a five-star Midtown/Downtown dining adventure.
Sadly, we were instead immersed in grating music, snooty waiters and, worst of all, a two-hour wait that was ultimately unsustainable. We eventually left, and I felt so defeated as I sat in the car, a lone stream of tears welled up.
As my soul had died of hunger pangs, my girlfriend said to me, “Buck up, little camper…there’s a whole city to explore! Let’s just go down the road and see what we’ll see…”