Oh Bloody Hell! Now I discovered another spot for brunch on the Upper West Side with a resto called Machiavelli.
Hey, I must admit it was a solid choice for brunch after competing in a 5K race with a celebratory cocktail! Look, after a few months now of eating right, cutting calories, eliminating red meats and processed junk, hitting the gym more frequently, and running my ass off at three miles a clip multiple days a week I deserved a damn alcoholic drink!
On this Sunday morning I had just competed in another 5K race (and did quite well, thank you) over in Queens and decided to meet up with a friend for some brunch to celebrate another successful run. Why not? The NYC weather was cooperating with a beautiful sunny Spring day, and brunch is like a weekend sport here in this city when multitudes of people stand in long lines and jockey for position to score some prime outside sidewalk seating. Continue reading A Bloody Hell of a brunch at Machiavelli NYC!
Sometimes I like to dine alone. Not that I don’t have anyone to eat with and not because I hate people. Well, sometimes I do. Depends on the actions and the people involved. It’s just that sometimes in a city of 8.3 million people I enjoy a moment of solitude away from it all. There are times when I just want to grab a newspaper, read what’s going on in the world, and not converse with anyone. I like to hideaway in one of the local diners with a cup of joe where no one will bother me other than to take my order. I find eating alone almost therapeutic and relaxing. No pressure to babble on about mundane daily things or to partake in any chit chat. Just me, my coffee, my meal, and the paper. That’s all the companionship I need when the feeling to be along hits me. Now, don’t get me wrong as I love being around my friends and loved ones when eating out or going to a bar, but when you are surrounded my millions of people each and every day there comes a time when you just want to be alone for a bit. I have always been a very independent person and been on my lonesome many times throughout my life so having a bite to eat by myself is no big deal. It’s funny the reactions I receive when I tell people this. From shock to amusement. Some feel the same as I do, and there are others who freak out when it comes to dining alone. So many people I speak to have the same fear of going out to a restaurant by themselves as to speaking in public. I don’t understand what the big deal is. Bring something to read or a small laptop to use. Many places have free wifi nowadays. Pass the time while noshing away and surfing the net. Just turn down the volume if watching porn. Most people seem to get a bit weirded out by the creepy dude with all the sex noises coming from his table. Continue reading Eating alone with my meandering thoughts in NYC