Catching Up

Tried to listen to some poetry at the Bowery, but just couldn't make myself do it. Instead, met up with Weks and we tailed it to Sláinte, an Irish Pub nearby to talk about girls, food, and poetry.

In the meantime, I had me a little something to nosh: a Louisiana Cajun Chicken Sandwich; on Italian bread, chicken and bacon, cheese, sun-dried tomatoes and mayo. A side of fries to complete the meal.

Frankly not the best meal I've ever had, but it wasn't horrible. Can't say I'll be going here again. It was, however, nice to see Weks again.