New Years Day.
January 1, 2012.
This is the year the world ends – or at least the world and life as I knew it, if things go my way.
Brian and I went to New York City, an impromptu trip for another delicious dinner of noodles.
Smile! I say, but Brian tries to duck out of the way, as if he doesn’t look good in pictures. We ask ourselves every time we go to Yummy Noodles why they have a ping pong table attached to a wall. Is it a favorite Chinese pasttime?
After dinner, we wander from Chinatown to Little Italy, only a few blocks away. We decide to have dessert at a restaurant which boasts the “BEST TIRAMISU IN LITTLE ITALY!”
But, alas, they are all out of Tiramisu. I order a chocolate peppermint cappuchino, coconut sorbet, and chocolate gelato. I’m surprised to find it’s the best dessert I’ve ever had:
My coconut sorbet comes in its own coconut shell. I am in HEAVEN.
We say to ourselves, like we always do as we leave New York City – “It’s amazing how much fun you can pack into a single day.”
And Brian analyzes the situation further: “So many people complain that they don’t have fun, or that they wish they could have more fun. The thing is, you just have to DO IT! YOU HAVE TO DO FUN THINGS!”
We have the most fun, it is decided.
This was a wonderful, spectacular, PERFECT way to start a brand new year.