Today we wandered through The Frick Collection, freshly remodeled and every bit as grand as Mr. Frick intended. There’s a Rembrandt self-portrait there that stopped me cold — the kind of painting where you swear he could just stand up and walk out of the frame.
Photography’s only allowed in the fountain room, so that’s where we started. Gorgeous spot to begin a gorgeous visit. Highly, highly recommend.
Then we closed out the night at Prohibition on the UWS — dinner, drinks, and a band called Euphoria that absolutely delivered. Dynamite playlist, the kind where you keep hoping they’ll play just one more. If they’re back, I’m there.
Good food, good friends, good music. That’s the whole formula for a great evening, really.

















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