My friends Nina and Kirsten decided to take me out for a sort of pre-kids bachelor party.
“Who knows when we’ll ever get to do this again?” Kirsten said.
We started with dinner at Nizza in Hell’s Kitchen.
“We’re going to need a bottle of that prosecco,” Nina said to our server.
Soon we were eating plates of pasta, drinking our bubbly drinks, and talking non-stop.
After dinner, Kirsten and I thought we’d all head home, but Nina had other plans.
“Guys, I have a babysitter for three hours,” she said. “We are not going home. We’re getting drinks.”
That is, of course, how the three of us ended up at Flaming Saddles, the pseudo-country gay bar where the cute bartenders do line dances on the bar top between pouring drinks.
As Nina worked on her martini, and Kirsten and I drank our Jameson-and-gingers, we talked about Nina’s kids, and Kirsten’s latest writing project, and watched the bartenders do a few dances on the bar top.
“I’m really going to miss this,” I said as the night wrapped up and we collected our things. Soon we were on the corner, hailing Nina a cab.
“We’ll come and visit you when the twins are born,” Nina said.
“Promise?” I asked.
“Promise,” Kirsten said.
As a new dad staying home with twins, I’ll probably be so excited to see them when they come over that I’ll be the one doing dances on tabletops.
But quietly, of course, so I don’t wake the sleeping children.
On Saturday, our friend Josh S. (yes, another Josh) gave us tickets to the Off-Broadway comedy Old Jews Telling Jokes.
Before the show, Matt and I headed to Ajisen Ramen in Flushing, Queens, for some authentic ramen. Afterward, we saw our 2 p.m. matinee, and had a great time. (We’re still repeating some of jokes to each other, days later.)
“You know,” Matt said when we got out of the matinee, “I really want to see The Last Five Years before it closes. This might be our last shot. Who knows when we’ll be on a plane to India.”
So we hit the TKTS booth in Times Square, and suddenly we had half-price tickets for the 8 p.m. show.
But, of course, what to do with the four hours before the performance?
Why, an early dinner at Junior’s, of course, followed by the 5 p.m. 3D screening of Iron Man 3.
After Iron Man 3, which we both enjoyed (so impressed with the series’ ability to balance action with comedy), we headed to our final show of the day.
I can’t say enough about The Last Five Years. It’s now among my top-five favorites musicals. We laughed. (A lot.) We cried. (A little.) It was the perfect ending to our cultural excursion.
We finished our marathon day with drinks at Therapy, where we met a couple of friends and chatted over cocktails.
Couldn’t have asked for a more fun day, or a better baby bachelor party.