Apropos that pesky rat hole, Hilary and I dropped in again last night. Went to perhaps the fanciest restaurant in New York, called PER SE. Cost about ten million dollars and really did take four hours for a glorious dinner. Wine was invovled.
This morning, before a flight to Denver (VIRTUOUS!) we still went to spin class. Hilary said, “This isn’t exercise, it’s detox.”
True, but it still works. Feel pretty good as we get ready to run for the plane.