ate my slice slow outside artichoke. realized that its only really good if its super fresh. they reheated it too long and it kind of hardened up the fresh mozzarella and shriveled the basil. still one of the best slices in the city.
had birthday drinks at beauty bar. that place is slowly getting worse and worse. it used to be kind of a joke, all the beauty parlor gear and memorabilia. now people get manicure-and-drink specials and it fills up with collared shirts for happy hour. the music is still good, though, but the babes are worse.
trying to sandwich a new york magazine party around watching the red sox in the playoffs. have to find somewhere in the city where i won't get in trouble with tony from bay ridge if i cheer too loud.
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