john's

friends had booked jean georges' for a late dinner but we got hungry in the afternoonn and went on the hunt for pizza. mind you, this was after a full lunch, fried chicken at blue ribbon and pastrami at katz. sometimes i wonder if we've got worms because the constant hunger is really not cool.

decided to try john's as we'd heard good things about it and it wasn't too far from where we were. 

the only problem with it was that they don't sell pizza by the slices and their 14 inch pies are not for the fainthearted. we did get one to share with the works, and some. did not disappoint and we sat there like two chubby kids stuffing our faces with the cheesy gooey goodness :) never mind we'd three michelin stars waiting...

somehow made it back to the hotel to freshen up and wash away the tell tale pizza grease from our greedy faces and clean up for dinner. and being classy, we dressed to the nines then took the subway to trump tower, as you do. that's what i like about NYC. you can be as well or down dressed as you like and no one gives two hoots. thought it'd be more awkward being so dressy dressy on the subway but no :) phew! and obviously was too cheap to spring for cab fare across the city. 

JG was good but not spectacular. what i found more interesting than the actual dinner was how our russian friend was so typically russian. from not trusting the waitress to bring his drink from the bar to the table when we were seated, to ordering the caviar (USD40 supplement...) because he grew up eating it by the tub, and then later comparing every course with mickeyDs, and saying it paled in comparison to a big mac. i suppose that's the thing about russians and not to generalise but he trusts no one and took forever to open up. we were also with a lovely brazilian couple, born and bred noo yawkaa with peruvian heritage, and a nigerian gent who's based in LA. fun bunch and lots of laughs, often at the poor russian's expense. i balked at the bill and the mister was quick to appease me by saying it wasn't going to happen again anytime soon. it's not my (our?) scene and i wish we'd spent the money on something more tangible. but it's all done and chalked to experience.