After work, April and I met up and went back to my apartment. We rested and changed for dinner and were back out the door within a hour.
One thing I love about New York City…there’s always something or somewhere new to discover. We went down to Greenwich Village and started looking for a nice dinner spot.
We weren’t in much of a rush, so we walked the sidewalks and found ourselves crossing the Westside Highway and stumbling upon on a pier.
The pier looked like a recent addition to the area. The pier stretched out into the Hudson River and had covered eating areas and spots of lush green grass. We walked to the end of the pier and looked back to see New York City stretched out in the light of the sunset. I had been down that way so many times but had never been just a couple blocks over.
It was a great discovery and it had been there all along.
After a while of soaking in the cool air off the river and people watching, we walked back into the Village and stumbled across Cowgirl Hall of Fame. A great Western restaurant that I actually ate at while I was on vacation in NYC a couple years ago. I hadn’t been back since and really had no idea of where it was in relation to the Village. Dinner was delicious. We both had the most amazing BBQ. We savored each bite as well as our conversation.
From dinner we went to legendary hole-in-the-wall bar, Chumley’s, where many of the literary world’s best authors and playwrights have conversed. It is packed with old wood, original book jackets to some of the most recognizable titles in both fiction and non-fiction circles. The walls are covered with photos and jammed together fireman mementos collected from years of Regular’s stopping in to unwind and share.
We continued through the Village for a little, stopping by a small bar that I like called Ty's. We had another drink and then headed out, walking out to see more of the small neighborhoods that make up the Village.
The we were back on the subway and heading home to call it an early night.
