Last night was S’s bday dinner which meant a lot of free food. I was so excited for this dinner all week – it was at Quality Meats, an incred steakhouse, and I couldn’t even remember the last time I ate steak in the city (oh never mind yes I do – it was when roommate L made me steak a few months back, and before that it was when my parents took me to Smith & Wollensky on my bday in September 2008. I guess it’s fair to say I eat steak on average 3 times a year, not by choice, but due to budget). I had starved myself all day in preparation for this big feast, and I think all 13 of us invitees were too, plus this one random Asian kid who came along with A/D to the dinner which was quite odd and rude considering it was an all-paid-for steak dinner.
Anyway, I started out by ordering myself half a dozen oysters, 4 bottles of Malbec to start for the table, a dirty martini extra dirty with extra olives (my drink of choice), and S ordered all the sides on the menu for the table – including creamed spinach, corn creme brulee, truffle fries, fried potatoes, fried mushrooms, gnocchi and cheese, etc. For the dinner, as per C’s rec I ordered the seared three filets, which was steak three ways with three different sauces – on a scale from dericious to rearry dericious, this was REARRY DERICIOUS.
Quality Meats
Then we had a huge bday cake that S’s sister J had gotten from Magnolia, which is essentially like putting 50 of their cupcakes together = ULTIMATE DERICIOUSNESS.
Magnolia Cake
This amazing dinner concluded with everyone giving their own toasts to S, mine being that S is the reason I am still alive today, not as a starving African child, and that his generous leftovers have sustained me through my past 2 years here in NYC. WE MUST END POVEREXIA!!! replied S.
No — LONG LIVE POVEREXIA.
Poverexic in NYC 