Trudy, you can always go into the kosher grocery on Broadway around 91st and just ask for recs of a couple of things.
'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
F2F 2: Is there anybody here that hasn't slept together?
Plan what to do, what to wear (you can never go wrong with a corset), and get ready for the next BuffistaCon: New Orleans! May 20-22, 2005!
FWIW, both Poland Spring and Crystal Geyser bottled water are kosher (labeled with the OU symbol), if the NYC tap water thing is an issue. (I'm guessing that most American* bottled waters are kosher, those two brands just happen to be the ones I have on my desk.)
*Since Americans prefer their bottled water to be filtered and purified out the wazoo, while Europeans prefer to be able to taste the local minerals and microscopic critters.
Jess, the Crystal Geyser and Calistoga were both certified by Nilly herself as OK, and she drank a lot of it. Wise girl; there's nothing better for you than good clean water.
I'm drinking water right now AIFG!
My mother was bottled water!
mmmmmmmm.......bottled water.........
Tim had an enormous writing deadline crushing upon him, and couldn't get away to take her. He called to see when Joss would be on set so she could meet him, but then that weekend the deadlines became monumental, and he had to cancel the visit.
Aw, bummer. But she got Tim visitage (plus YOU and THE Kristen), so that was nice.
My mother was bottled water!
BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Steph's mother really gets around.
Just back from Shalom Hunan, where a pleasant-enough dinner was had -- I wouldn't call it the best-ever Chinese food I've had, but it was better than some, particular Panda Express. :-)
(Unfortunately, two of my favorite appetizers -- hot and sour soup, and fried dumplings -- were made with beef here.... aaaaargh!)
As for the company it couldn't have been better. I didn't get enough time with Lilty, but I did get to drive Matt and Nilly over to Brookline (and then lead poor Ed through the byways of Brookline as I tried to remember how exactly to get to Brookline Village).
But to make up for that, we got street parking like two doors down from the restaurant -- and in fact, we spotted the restaurant by me first recognizing Jon's car, then recognizing the group of Buffistas standing outside the actual restaurant door! Hurrah for dead reckoning!