Abigail Cafe and Wine.

Man, how lucky am I? Twice in one week! Yet another new place to go within three blocks of my apartment, usually only surrounded by bodegas of the classiest kind. It is apparently called Abigail Cafe and Wine Bar. Stay tuned to see what develops with this quaint little spot, that looks to be built in a modern style with a satin aluminum exterior.

UPDATE: The original restaurant is located in Greenwich Village, which has been open since 1997. (a long time in New York years) Camaje, 85 MacDougal Street.

Happy Cinco De Mayo.

I am doing absolutely nothing for the holiday, unless you consider riding your bicycle through Prospect Park shouting “FELIZ CINCO DE MAYO, MUCHACHOS!” something of note–but I must say, I wish it wasn’t on a Monday. Tenga una cerveza para mí, amigos. 

Case of the Monday.

The only reason I don’t have the “mondays” is simply because its f’in gorgeous outside. I am wearing the flip-flop heel, perfect for girls who want the allusion of wearing heels for work, but secretly smiling because its basically a glorified flip-flop. I truly feel that flip-flops are the only pair of shoes needed from about June 1 until September 15. I digress.

This weekend, Dave and I saw Iron Man, and I can honestly recommend it to all genders. Even those who don’t marvel at Marvel, will enjoy the wit and energy of this flick. I personal loved it, and was almost reluctant to see it end. I just have to say that the iron (aluminum) suit effects in the movie are astounding! And Dave squeezed my leg everytime he got to see the R8. Yes, yes darling, it’s a lovely, manly, testostoronic car. Anyway, back to work. 

Oh, and if you happened to be in Union Square  yesterday, you would have seen a birthday celebration! Happy belated birthday to Buddha!