hungover girl goes splash
I have a friend named Joey. This friend Joey was a year above me at NYU and we had lots of classes together in the Food Studies department. My memories of Joey from school are that I disliked him at first because he’s so pretentious about wine and food, but that I grew to like him pretty quickly because he has reasons to be pretentious about wine and food. He.knows.his.shit. He’s a talented food writer, a former Babbo sommelier, and most recently a restaurant owner (yes, it makes me more than a little jealous that someone who is only a year older than me now owns his own Manhattan restaurant, but I digress). The restaurant, dell’ anima, opened last month to sparkling reviews and I couldn’t wait to give it a try. Fast forward to last night…
8:15pm last night: Ashley and I sit down at our little table at dell’ anima and I am immediately impressed; the open kitchen, the decor, the lighting, the music choices, the gorgeous wine glasses- everything was so expertly chosen and I couldn’t stop thinking, “wow! I know the guy who did all of this!” (is this somehow a reflection of me? No, but I’m an ego maniac so deal).
In short, the meal was perfect. I tend not to order chicken in restaurants because it usually doesn’t impress me too much, but the chicken last night was crisp and juicy, served with the sweetest squash. Oh, and the polenta, the POLENTA. D-e-l-i-c-i-o-u-s. Oh course, everything was paired with such smooth and rich wine choices that it was like the food and wine were long lost siblings and had finally found each other in my mouth. I will definitely be back (again and again), and if you are anywhere in the NYC area you absolutely must check it out.
10pm last night: I arrive home (drunkenly) and throw myself on The Boyfriend (drunkenly), as he has been in Puerto Rico with his family since last Thursday and I have MISSED HIM. He makes eyes at me about me being a little too loud and a little too sloppy, but we are happy to be together. Did I mention that I MISSED HIM?!
4:35am this morning: I wake up. I can’t even think in complete sentences because I am hung-the-f*ck-over. I start arguing with myself inside my head.
Half of my brain- How are you hungover? You didn’t drink that much! What are you, a lightweight now? I’m ashamed.
Other half of my brain- Shut up, just shut up. Ashley made me finish all of her drinks- remember?! Water. I need waterrrrrrr. And to pee. Must pee.
So my hungover body drags itself to the bathroom and sits down without turning the light on. MISTAKE. The Boyfriend has left the seat up and I fall directly into the toilet. I do not pass go, I do not collect $200, just SPLASH and I am flailing about, hungover, eyes semi-glued shut from mascara that my drunkey self didn’t remove. It was dramatic, I tell you.
First! haha always wanted to do that. But anyhoo. You make my day. I’m sorry your hungoverness causes me happiness.. but deal. haha Ooo I want to try that food!
Hey you should feel proud.. you did know him, and that makes you cool in my book. It’d be awesome to know someone who did all that! Maybe you could guest star a dish dhaling? That’d be fun… we’ll just an idea.
I hate glue mascara. And falling into a toilet. Amen sista!
HAHAHA oh my god. That is too funny. I probably would have cried if that happened to me in my hungover state!
At least the food was good!
Oh noooo! I will keep my laughter on the inside, because I know how it feels for your pride to be mortally wounded. At least there was fresh water in the toilet? Hopefully?
And that is SO awesome that you know a guy who owns such a cool restaurant!
haha..darlin’ you must teach him to put the seat down. Boys will never learn. I wish that I had a nitch for wine but it just doesn’t do it for me. Maybe I’m drinking the wrong stuff, any auggestions?
I hate to laugh at you but… hahahaha.
Wait - you FELL? Into the TOILET?! Oh my goodness. Poor girl!
And also, your friend was a sommelier at Babbo? And you went to NYU for FOOD?! I love you, let’s go have dinner!
you owe me for whatever i will have to pay the IT people when they want to know why my keyboard no longer works and they learn it’s because i spit coffee on it. just now. EVERYWHERE.
hilarious! you poor thing … i’d feel more sorry for you if it didn’t sound like you had the most delish dinner ever last night. the place is definitely going on my “to dine” list when i roll over to nyc (hopefully in the next couple months because my boyfriend is interviewing there!)
Oh man I tried not to laugh at that one, but I had too. I have definitely had nights like that too. I love your inner brain monologue though, haha. Hopefully your hangover goes away soon!
Hahah sorry, but it’s a little bit funny. There’s no worse feeling in the world than waking up at 4 a.m. already feeling so incredibly hungover you can’t even fall back asleep. Ahhh hate it!
Tha dinner sounds amazing though…I’m jealous that you have such cool friends!
Lol, oh geez. That’s an instant classic, I must say. I mean, I’m sorry you were hungover & fell into the toilet - there, that sounds better…. But seriously, mmm that restaurant sounds delicious, and I am the tiniest (read: majorly) envious of your sweet restaurant acquaintance, lucky girl!
Oh wine does it every time, it goes down so smooth and you don’t notice how tanked you really are until it’s too late and you are on your way to work with a headache the next morning! Glad that you got to finally spend some time with your love!! And I have to say that I am so jealous that you live in the city, my Hubs is from Long Island, but the city would be my dream…unfortunately we are in neither..
Oh, how funny! Even better, using the toilet at work only to find the handle is broken and won’t flush…and it falls into the toilet much to the amusement of co-workers! Really, that happened to me today! I would have been more embarrassed if I didn’t think it so funny…
And man…I would love to make a trip to New York for so many reasons, and you just added to my list!
ooo maybe he’ll hit it big, start a dell’ anima franchise and bring that goodness over to Boston! And tell him he’s a smartie for featuring it in Daily Candy, those emails brighten up my day at work!
Aw man, that sucks! Boys…they’re so dumb! Why can’t they just put the lid down?
Ahhh… I know that logic.
“I really need to pee and get water, but if I open my eyes I won’t be able to get back to sleep, therefore I will squint as much as possible without walking into two many walls”
It DOES sound dramatic.. but also strangely funny.
Hahaha. You’re so funny and I heart you! The boy simply must learn to put the seat back down. It took me a long time, but I’ve finally toilet trained mine. LOL. (It’s a good thing my husband doesn’t read blogs.)
Dude. So funny. I’m sure you didn’t think it was at all funny at the time, but I laughed out loud at this post. And don’t you hate that feeling of the mascara glue. Yuckers.
This post was awesome.
Oohhh, I have had the unfortunate experience of going splash in the toilet thanks to the hub leaving the seat up, but I can only imagine how much worse it is hungover. UGH! Also, I had one of the worst hangovers in my life once after just two glasses of wine the night before. Completely mysterious.
So hilarious! And so much better at home hung over than at the lovely restaurant drunky drunk.
I know I shouldn’t be laughing because EW ew EW but bwaahahahahaha
I’m not sure how, but my roommate is toilet trained. There was no indication of that on the ad, but needless to say, I’m always very pleased. Also, I hope your tushy wasn’t too angry with being splashed with toilet water. Dogs like it, I hear!
Seriously. You made me giggle. Love it.
@ Valley Girl guys arent stupid, just me!!!