Last week my friend Scott was in town from Chicago and took me out for a three hour lunch at Marea. This was a foodie treat beyond my wildest dreams.
He even bullied me into ordering two desserts (and nearly finishing them both all by myself.)
It only took seven courses, two bottles of wine, and a glass of "liquid gold" with dessert to make me doze off on my subway ride home and miss my stop.
Somedays, my friends, I am very lucky.
To live in this city. To know amazing people. To have an experience like this one.
Lucky (and grateful) to be living the good life, indeed.
