I talk about how much I love the LA lifestyle, but the truth is, I miss my friends. I have several groups I’ve grown to adore over the years. True friendships don’t just spring up overnight. Especially in NYC where everyone is too busy to breath.
Above are Ness and Tony, my boys. If I told you our nicknames for each other, they’d shoot me. These are the guys I get a little too drunk with on Saturday night and watch football while downing Chinese on Sunday. We tell each other, the good, the bad, and the stanky (or for them the skanky!).
Last night we ate at our old stomping ground, Sushi Mon on 3rd Street. I’m actually surprised they still let us in here! It’s a modest Japanese joint with good food at responsible prices. The hard part is getting the food to the table, meaning, the service is AWFUL. But, when you’re with a fun group sipping sake, the longer the wait the better.