Saturday 26 April 2014

114. A Table At The West Village Market

20th April 2014, Market Table, West Village, New York

I just love those moments when pure coincidence ends up making an already awesome situation even more awesome.

After a first intense New York day of shopping, killing our feet walking and trying to teach Big Sis which is Uptown and which is Downtown, I get a pin drop from my favourite Ex Boss, no further away than the West Village!

Following some intense squealing, jumping around the hotel room and other rather intense expressions of excitement leading to my sister highlighting the fact that she has never seen me that excited about a man ever, Ex Boss and I establish that we are both in town over Easter. Although he denies it, deep down I know that he realised I was going to be on the same continent as him and immediately flew over to New York to surprise me. You know, a guy has to play it cool from time to time but I see straight  through it.

And to make things better, my other Dallas BFF was in town as well and I got to have them both for Easter Sunday brunch!

Getting to this much anticipated brunch involved a rather eventful journey from Brooklyn where Big Sis gave some poor woman an accidental lap dance before grabbing hold of her right boob to avoid falling on the floor of the subway. And that was before she smacked the same woman in the face trying to get back up. My sister, ladies and gentlemen.

Long lost Dallas BFF's or not, no one wishing to enjoy the pleasure of my company will get away from partaking in completing items off the The List. In other words, if brunch was on the agenda, Market Table was the only acceptable option.

Getting through the door of this adorable little West Village gem, I immediately spot the Ex Boss towering over the rest of the crowd and shortly there after I also spot the Dallas BFF. The squealing reassumed and my sister made the decision to put me on ADHD medication there and then.

Just the prospects of Bloody Marys and pretty much any type of cheesy eggs with bread can normally get my excitement levels well above those of a child visiting Disneyworld for the first time - adding my two favourite men in the world to the mix meant my levels over hyper happiness went through the roof. Not even the fact that the restaurant was out of Lobster Benedict was going to put me down.

I have to give it to them, it takes some serious mental strength to midst hangover handle me at that stage. After 2 hours I had basically made the decision for my Ex Boss to arrange for a London offsite in June so he can hang out with me for a whole week, given myself a job as a Dallas dog nanny and subsequently invited myself to come live in Texas, which included me deciding which house to stay in and how I would decorate my bedroom. The people who sometimes have said that I'm a handful may have had a little bit of a point.

This is officially the best catch up I've had all year and it didn't hurt that Market Table turned out to meet my expectations built up from strolling past there slightly tipsy two nights before. Great food, great Bloody Marys and really friendly staff. Plus I saw the chef coming out of the kitchen and he was kind of hot. That earns them extra credit as far as I'm concerned.

My New York weekend just went from greatness to pure perfection!

The loveliest Ex Boss in the world.

Cheese, bread, booze - what better way to start the day?
 

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