The Lower East Side is where it’s at, I’m not sure how many times I can say this. Last night I went to the Sixth Ward to meet up with a friend (who was carrying his ginormous case for his bass around after his band practice and telling random girls as we walked down the street that he was a famous rock star). Immediately I ran into one of the coolest cats I know; a guy I worked with last year whom I haven’t seen in forever. LES, what?
After saying hi, I found my “rock star” friend who had been talking to a guy who, we later found out, co-owns all of the Daniel Boulud enterprises. Weren’t we just at DBGB? Mr. Co Owner was just there, drinking a beer with us and watching the Yanks, telling us stories about some famous chefs and sous chefs and all these people whose names I’ve heard a thousand times.
After the Sixth Ward, we went to another bar and met up with a friend of mine who works in the area. And then I made my “rock star” friend take a picture of me on our way home. As you can see, that didn’t turn out so well.
The life of a rock star, I guess. :)
baller@balleration.com
You have officially reached rockstar status.
I lub. And the LES seems sweet. Unlike some LES bars that share walls with a McDonald’s…
wish i could of heard some of those chef stories, that would of been sweet