Anyways, this weekend was supposed to be Karaoke weekend (thanks girls for bailing out!) but the cold weather freeze the action. Instead was about going to dinner with Sharon, drinking wine, staying in and having a delightful burger at Le Parker Meridian. What a treat those burgers are. I think peter wanted two or maybe three but instead he settled with one and a street Hot Dog vendor. Even though I am not a hot dog fan I did have a couple of beats from it to the point were peter accused me of making love to his hot dog. Their is no picture of this delicious hot dog creature but their are some on the delightful burger:
This was certainly a special place. You go into a fancy hotel that has a Damien Hirst in the lobby to a no name burger neon sign and just a hand drawn signs, movie poster as decor, drop ceiling, and a great mix of people like the two orchestra men in tuxedo beside us. So if you see yourself in midtown and just don't want to deal with the glitter and the yuppie side of things go here.
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