It’s only Saturday once a week, so yesterday, we had planned a big night out. We started with a late dinner at Butter, where we had each our giant steak. It must have been around 500 grams, and we didn’t even manage to eat half of it. We considered getting a doggie-bag, but as we were heading out for clubbing in Meatpacking District after the dinner, this wasn’t really an option. Such a shame to see such a good steak go to waste.
After our steak-induced food coma, we finished our bottle of red wine, and went to Le Bain, which is the roof top bar at The Standard hotel.
It was a really nice place, but we wanted to dance to Jay-Z and realized quickly that this wasn’t going to happen at Le Bain, so we decided to try our luck at Cielo. While Cielo had lots of beautiful people, it soon became obvious that there wasn’t any Jay-Z on that night’s playlist, so after an hour, we left. On our way back home we passed Gaslight, and decided to give our Jay-Z mission a final shot. Gaslight is not a particularly fancy place, but it’s always packed, and judging from the music we could hear out on the street, it had some serious Jay-Z potential. Unfortunately, the DJ informed us that he had played a Jay-Z track just before we arrived. With sore feet we therefore went back home to our apartment, mission Jay-Z: Incomplete.
It was the second time Tina and I dined at Butter. Read my blog post about our first dinner at Butter here >>
Read my blog post about when I finally made it to a JAY-Z concert at Barclays Center in Brooklyn >>
