philly in 36 hours

we had a dejavu thursday night.  alexis happened to be in town.  so we bar hopped from brooklyn to flatiron to ace hotel to ktown.  wow it was a mess by the end of the night.  that's what happens when the 21 one year olds come out with jenn fung.  add in alexis' penchant for shots.  franks alcoholism.  and eric ordering soup at the end of the night.  perfect storm.  perfect fun.  and amidst all that, we decided to go to philly in the morning.  after we decided that, we went home to have some more drinks to cut into that precious 3 hours of sleep.

by the time everyone was at work and texting about the miserable soju headache...we were already chowing down on chikfila in philly.  how that drive down happened so smoothly, i have no clue.  but once i got to franks, i took a shower and passed out.  hit the gym.  and was ready to do it all over again.  frank and i treated hoan and sun to dinner at high street (the former fork etc).  which had really fantastic pastas.  we followed it up with the tequila tecate combo around around philly.  and flushed out the hangover with chicken pho the next day.  the chicken pho deserves its own paragraph...but u're just going to have to try it for yourself.  and by 6pm we were back in new york with a full tank of cheap gas and a wawa's hoagie in tow.  i even made it in time for dinner at the place that will forever be known as not letting us take sake bombs. en brasserie, (everything other than the homemade tofu is ehh) and then drove alexis to the airport...

summers in new york.  awesome.