My “little sister” Whitney came to NYC this weekend with her friends Kelly, Tara and a new friend named Robin. It was great to hang out with Whitney and her friends. Whenever Neener and I usually hang out, it’s with the entire family (my Mom, kids, etc.) and while that is really nice as well, it’s good to have some one on one time, too.
We all went to a piano bar called “Don’t Tell Mama” on Friday night and that was pretty funny. It was great for me to go out in the city and do some “New York” stuff because I’ve been a bit of a hermit lately, with school and work and winter hibernation/nesting issues going on.
Friday night was fun but Saturday night was the real adventure. We met up at Lucky Cheng’s for dinner. Lucky Cheng’s is this institution in the east village and all of the servers are actually transvestites. It’s one of those places that you go to when you first get to the city, so I hadn’t actually been there in years. The last time I went, I was singled out by one of the servers/performers and my ex-boyfriend, Kenny, was forced to eat whipped cream off my stomach while everyone stood around and hollered. It was mortifying, so I guess that explains why I haven’t been back in a while!
The food is pretty horrible and the place is a circus but it’s probably worth it just for the entertainment. There was this one very large, black transvestite who did lap dances that was especially entertaining. Words seriously cannot describe the show that she put on multiple times. It was totally embarrassing to the poor victims and we all quickly agreed not to do that to each other – thank God! Usually it’s me going through these horrible ordeals while other people laugh and think it’s funny (see above).
The funniest part of the entire night was the people one table over. The place is basically packed with bachelorette parties and birthday groups. The table next to us had a girl who didn’t look much older than 16, a bunch of other people, and then an older grandma with a shock of white hair. I was totally embarrassed for the grandma half the time, because the things that the transvestites were doing during their shows and the lap dances made even me blush.
A little bit before we left, we looked over and noticed the 16 year old puking in a bucket. That was funny/sad enough, but then the table paid for the large, black transvestite to do a lap dance on the older grandma. It was like a bad car accident – I wanted to look away but I just couldn’t. I seriously thought that grandma was going to have a heart attack or get hurt because the lap dance/show was pretty physical.
After Lucky Cheng’s, our friend Seth met up with us and we went to Winnie's, a karaoke joint downtown. It used to be quite the spot, but its day is definitely done. I will never go back there – the drinks were overpriced and the karaoke machine was hardly turned up at all. To add insult to injury, it was a two-hour wait for karaoke, which was disappointing because Tara has a beautiful voice and we really wanted to hear her sing.
So off we went to a dance club in the East Village – Lit. It was fun to dance and the crowd was good.
On Sunday, we all met up again for brunch at Odeon. My friend Roger met up with us, thereby completing his goal to meet everyone in my family! Roger really liked Whitney and that was fun because now Rog is officially a member of the family. My friend Meredith and a friend of hers, Marcus, met up with us for brunch, which was fun because I felt a lot of worlds colliding. It was a nice brunch and I have to say that the service at Odeon was really great, as well as the food.
We had just enough time to walk down to Ground Zero, which made me really sad. I haven’t been down there in so long and yesterday I was reminded why. It’s pretty disgusting to me all of the political wrangling that has gone on down there and that a memorial isn’t even built yet – just because of politics and money.
I took the girls down to Wall Street and then Battery Park and then Neener and I jumped in a cab and I showed her our “new” apartment. That was fun because I’ve never really had a nice place in the city to show off. Thompson St. was great but more of a novelty, and my apartment with April…well, we all know how that ended. And my studio in Prospect Heights was cute but so small. This place is really starting to feel so homey and it was nice to show Neener.
Today I am working on school stuff and work stuff and then tomorrow I fly with Neener to Kansas City and then on Wed. we are driving to York for the weekend and my Grandma Babe’s birthday on Sat. I’ll probably update then!
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