harlem
12:22 p.m.
jimmy was initially supposed to host us for 3 nights, but one of his roommies was having her mom over and i think he wanted to sleep in his bed again, which is why toby saved us and let us crash with him in harlem.
it worked out because it allowed krys to fulfill her long time goal of eating chicken and waffles in harlem. i thought about roscoe's and how michael had suggested that when we wanted to have a black themed night back in may. but toby had another thing in mind: amy ruth's.
i wish i took pictures of all of our delicious food. our table got 3 barrack obama's (for me dan and tobes. consisted of fried chick and 2 sides). kris got the al sharpton, which was the classic chick and waffles deal. smothered (with gravy). man, if i had known that it was fried chicken and gravy, i wouldve smothered that bitch too. i thought it was just regular roasted chicken or something with gravy. erroneous.
after dinner, we walked around trying to find the pacquiao fight and getting a tour around the area. toby was a great tourguide. so much so that he took us to the best place ever: the fairway market. it's not even like it was a farmers market. it was a grocery. but a magical grocery. a pint of ben and jerry's for $2.50!!!!
and a cold section where you wear a jacket to get to the meats and stuff. cheap. fresh. open. what else could anyone want in a grocery store??!?!
unfortunately we didn't get to see the fight. well not so unfortunately, as i didn't care. but the other peeps were into it. so... whatevskies.
fortunately. tobes has cable. and more importantly - he had the food network. so we watched us some iron chef america, and some other funnies.
and then dan, krys, and i unfolded the couch and squeezed in together.
