tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12047376.post116174943414544786..comments2023-10-18T09:24:06.238-05:00Comments on Stefanie Says: The streets are paved with diamonds and there's just so much to see*Stefaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10128238432671375399noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12047376.post-1162356012502610482006-10-31T22:40:00.000-06:002006-10-31T22:40:00.000-06:00GG--Yes, that day was pretty much the worst day we...GG--Yes, that day was pretty much the worst day we could have gone there. Live and learn, I guess.<BR/><BR/>Red--I'm with you. It was good, sure, but best-pizza-ever? Eh. Maybe my expectations were too high, but I'm not sure it's worth the hype either.<BR/><BR/>Darren--Every? Hmm. Interesting theory, I suppose... (Personally, I don't really want to call or be called from a bathroom--hotel or otherwise--but maybe I'm just not thinking outside the box enough here.)<BR/><BR/>R--How right you are. How right indeed.<BR/><BR/>Liz--Oh my. That does sound pretty much like worst-trip-ever. On this trip, Lisa was actually the one to say, "Let's not eat at any chain places all weekend!" And then it was Lisa who veered into McDonald's Monday night for a late-night two-cheeseburger meal. For the rest of the trip, however, we avoided the chains, and I don't think I ever have to worry about crazy thievery with her, either! Whew.Stefaniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10128238432671375399noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12047376.post-1162315917844231502006-10-31T11:31:00.000-06:002006-10-31T11:31:00.000-06:00Sounds like a wonderful trip, and an excellent tra...Sounds like a wonderful trip, and an excellent travelling companion. Sadly for me, the last time I went to New York was with a co-worker who turned out to be the worst possible choice. She didn't want to eat anywhere but McDonald's or Wendy's, didn't want to see plays or go to museums, disappeared for a day when her brother (with whom we were staying, and who was great fun) smoked a joint in front of her, and stole $100 out of my suitcase. Good times.lizgwizhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10907508137794025189noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12047376.post-1162268071486285382006-10-30T22:14:00.000-06:002006-10-30T22:14:00.000-06:00A friend who will indulge your nerdy side is the b...A friend who will indulge your nerdy side is the best kind of friend!-R-https://www.blogger.com/profile/03106445268257079599noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12047376.post-1162249972941483382006-10-30T17:12:00.000-06:002006-10-30T17:12:00.000-06:00Every bathroom should come with a phone. EveryAnd...Every bathroom should come with a phone. <I>Every</I><BR/><BR/>And, Red, that's because New Yorkers know dick about pizza. Oh, they act like they invented the stuff, but a piece of card board with watery tomato sauce on it, a few burnt pieces of pepperoni, and greasy melted cheese over the top does not a pizza make.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12047376.post-1162186889318738002006-10-29T23:41:00.000-06:002006-10-29T23:41:00.000-06:00I actually wasn't blown away by Grimaldis. I like...I actually wasn't blown away by Grimaldis. I liked it, but I didn't totally get why there's a line out the door, you know?Redhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10730026366995714619noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12047376.post-1162090425876031692006-10-28T21:53:00.000-05:002006-10-28T21:53:00.000-05:00Oh dear, Stefanie. I did not realize that you mad...Oh dear, Stefanie. I did not realize that you made the fatal mistake of choosing Chinatown as your hangover location. GAH! I have made that mistake before, as well, and the smells are horrendous. Poor you!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com