Back in Washington, Pat and I didn't get to see much of his college roommate Brian and Brian's wife Becca, who live in Connecticut. But now they are so close that they drove in just to have dinner with us!
We ate at Jackson Hole, which is owned by someone who went to Brian's high school. Jackson Hole is one of the many great options just steps away from our apartment in Murray Hill. It has a cowboy theme. Becca was sitting under a saddle.
I had the "Southwest" chicken sandwich, with onions and guacamole. It was huge and delicious.
After dinner we went to the Moonstruck Diner at 449 3rd Ave. for dessert. Brian got an Oreo milkshake, and then the waiter brought the rest of us jaw-droppingly enormous slices of lemon meringue pie (Becca), chocolate cake (Pat), and cheesecake (me). His response to our delighted stares was that the pieces he had left were small enough that had he cut us regular-sized slices, he'd just have to discard the rest anyway. We were mighty happy. The texture and taste of my cheesecake were fantastic, although I did not like the cakey crust. I enjoyed the second half of it the next day.
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