Oswald Caido, Conor, Ray and moi. Outside patio of A.O.C. which is really nice. The last time I was 10 years ago, when it was called Grove street. Seems about the same to me except I was in much better company this time around. This was the drink that got me drunk enough to almost get kicked out of Marie's Crisis for singing off key. 
After quite a few glasses of wine at Market Table, and the house drink, Jubilee. Highly recommend it!
Starting the night off right with office gal pal, Kelly, and Ray, at the Blue Ribbon Bar. They make a great Negroni and an even better St. Germain/champs/club soda thingy. And they have a Inspector Gadget-esque bathroom hidden behind a secret-agent door. (Doesn't take much to impress me. Actually it doesn, but that's a whole other story).
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