I forgot my camera when I went to rendezvous with my dear friend Emily, so here’s a sketch of what I had for dinner! We went down to a pizza place near Washington Square Park and got cups of Yolato™ — a mix of gelato and frozen yogurt, apparently — afterwards. We ate it in the park, near where a jazz quartet was performing. See, that’s the city that I know and love: an unpretentious, genuine cultural center where you can eat ice cream while listening to free jazz. Rock on.
