Janaki had a job interview with the Women’s Center for Being Fucking Awesome (I’m paraphrasing), so we went to the Garden State of my birth and took the train into New York City because driving into Gotham is utter madness. I ate at the Risoteria on Bleeker Street and it was divine. That meal is worth an entire post all its own.

It rained nearly the entire drive there and back but if your company is fine enough that doesn’t matter.

Good night.