Date: Saturday, May 5th, 2007
The Victims: Too many to mention.
The Damage: I am trying not to think about this.
The Song In My Head, Naked If I Want To, Cat Power
I am, again, adrift in my own land. I belong here, but I belong elsewhere too. I want to go home, to help myself to what’s in the fridge and put my feet up on the furniture, but I can’t because home no longer exists. (Or, well, more correctly, it does exist, but other people live there and they’d be a little weirded out if I did that.) Luckily, I am sleeping in the Westin Heavenly Bed, and my shower has two heads. (I am serious. And I can’t believe no one thought of this sooner.) This takes the edge off. A little. Now if only I could stop checking my Blackberry…
I lead the girls through Times Square and onto the subway down to Soho. Soho is so much cuter than what I remember. Gentrification is here. I buy gold shoes and lipgloss. And we stop for margaritas at the Soho Grand and it’s peaceful and gorgeous and I feel expensive and worth it.
The Soho Grand Hotel
310 West Broadway
New York, NY 10013
Tel: +1-212-965-3000
We have dinner reservations at the Hudson Hotel–yes, two hotels in one day–and while I enjoyed the Soho Grand, I could happily spend all day in the courtyard of the Hudson. It is lovely. And warm. And dark. But with good lighting. We feel like movie stars. And the chandelier in the lobby is fantastic. Mental note to self: find good hotel bars in London. Hotel bars with courtyards.
Hudson Cafeteria
356 W 58th St
New York, NY 10019
+1-212-554-6500
For dinner, we have porcini pizza, crabcakes (absolutely fantastic), macaroni and cheese (!!!) and chicken and tuna. Apparently, they are famous for their mac and cheese, and now I know why–it was a huge serving and nice and crispy on top. I can’t stop dipping into it, and I am not alone.
There is so much, and then there is dessert. The service is off and the wine expert hasn’t tried the majority of wines on the menu, but I don’t mind so much because the space is lovely and the music is perfect. And the company is even better.
We leave the Hudson for Home on 27th, and I think, "how appropriate." (Although at my house, you didn’t help yourself to vodka anytime you wanted.) The DJ has a concentration problem, but that’s okay. We dance and dance and dance some more, and then my feet hurt and I go home.
Home Nightclub
530 W 27th St
New York, NY 10001
+1-212-273-3700
