No llores por mi Argentina...

Saw Evita with mi Cariño today. I don't particularly like musicals were everything is sung... it's hard for me to understand what they're saying, plus it doesn't allow for songs to stand out in my mind, all bleeding into each other. This was ok, though, with Ricky Martin playing himself - I mean Ché the narrator. He was cute and did okay. The Eva understudy was on (we attended on a Wednesday on purpose). She was good, with a nice voice. But her voice could've been stronger - (think Sara Ramirez' strong!).

All in all I'm glad I saw it, although I wouldn't go see it again any time soon. Now off to google Evita!

Girls (and one boy) just wanna have fun

Steph's birthday is this week, and she and Alex threw the best shindig, turning their home into The Annex, a place in the lower east side that used to have a Friday night party called "Ruff Club"

Before dancing there was tons of food: Lobster, macaroni and cheese, mozzarella and tomato salad, delish fried chicken with awesome aioli sauce... Yum!

I think everyone had a great night. Forgot to take a picture of the chicken and I didn't have the guts to taste the lobster, but I was too busy eating to worry over it. Happy birthday, Steph!!!