Brooklyn

Anthony and Jessica (with Maddie) on Wednesday

Tony and Jessica's place

Their street (in Brooklyn)

It's been about 10 years since we last saw Tony, back in architecture school. We were very excited to visit Tony and his "new" wife (of 5 years). Jessica is one of the nicest people I've ever met. My words cannot even do justice to her friendliness and hospitality. We first had dinner with them on Wed. evening at a Chinese restaurant (which was very good). Then on Saturday night they invited us to their home in Brooklyn (or maybe we invited ourselves, I am not really sure). They have a fantastic row house that is wonderfully artistic and modern. Jessica, who is also a chef for fun, made great pasta and veggies. Everything was supurb. I can't wait to see them again!


Seredipity's manager the female "Igor"


Enj0ying (finally) our three scoop with slice of triple layer chocolate cake sunday from Serendipity

This was the one time while in NYC that we were irritated by a rude person. After being seated at Serendipity (which was pretty quickly since we only waited about 15 minutes) we decided what to order. We had just come from lunch and were stuffed but had saved a little room for dessert. Apparently, as we found out during the process of ordering, there's an $8.50 minimum per person. We found out that Madeline counts as a "person" and our order didn't add up to enough. At this point we'd been at the restaurant for about 30 minutes (after being seated). Then "Igor" came over and told us Madeline counts as a person and we needed to order an equivalent amount for her. This threw us all for a loop so we spent about another 30 minutes trying to figure out what to order since we literally couldn't eat that much food. So we asked if we could take something with us. Guess what?! They don't have takeout containers. Okay, who's being difficult now? Another 15 minutes go by and we decide to order the sunday, a piece of triple layer cake to go and a hot chocolate. But that still didn't add up to enough so we told the waiter we'd just have to figure something out. We even asked him if we could just pay more for our order. Nope. Finally he comes back and asked if we really wanted the hot chocolate: Ugh, NO, NOT REALLY YOU DIPWAD. So he didn't make us buy that. I forgot to mention that Igor made a BIG scene and it was mildly embarassing (mostly because Anna decided it was time to nurse while everyone on our side of the place was staring right at us. Eventually we ate our ice cream and left. We determined that the food wasn't better than any other place and it wasn't worth the poor customer service to ever go back. In fact, I'd put it on the list of places to recommend NEVER to go to. Maybe visit the outside, peek from the street and RUN AWAY as fast as you can. Actually just prior to entering I spoke to a man who said he hated the place, the people were extremely rude and he was only there because his daughter drug him back. Smart assessment, but not so smart for returning.