saturday i flew to nyc at 7 am for my friend sarah duford's bridal shower/bachalorette party. we grew up together and she now lives in brooklyn. we started out at le parc meridian in manhattan for a chocolate inspired brunch. it was excellent. sarah was very surprized. after that we chilled for a bit at my friend carly's place in queens. she lives in astoria, which is the greek part of queens. and as we were driving we saw some old ladies boobies!! she had a wrap on and she was fixing the way it was wrapped around her and apparently all she was wearing for a shirt was the wrap. i think that was my only touristy-shocking moment there. it was funny. 
later we went to brooklyn and hung out at sarah's place. we went to dinner at this place called loka. it was very nice, a really small place but it was all open and the decor was really cool - oranges and blues. the owner was from turkey and started the place himself. i guess sarah's mom had met him previously because when we walked in the owner yelled "mommy!" "come, mommy, sit here, i have nice table for you" all in his little accent. it was like we were celebrities. and after dinner he did a round of shots with us, on him of course. 
we went to a place called fontina's just outside of chinatown after dinner. we were equipped with the pink feather boa and the staple penis drink stirrers. sarah's sister had booths reserved for us so we just chilled there for a few hours. later we went to see sarah's favorite new band, meta and the cornerstones. they were a reggae band and i guess they are from south africa. i really enjoyed their music and bought their cd. we were there till about 2 am. we walked back to brooklyn and got pizza. it was so awesome. the guys working there were very italian. and they would take your order and then he would yell "next please" but in his italian accent. and then he would ask the drunk people if they wanted their pizza "for here or to stay?" and it would completely confuse them. when i went to pay for my slice he said "four dolla, no, four thousand dolla, ah no, for you just four dolla" it was so funny. and sarah was sitting there with here feather boa eating pizza randomly yelling "next please" in her italian accent. i kept yelling it at work today. 
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