Saturday, July 22, 2006

Going to Bed in New York

Last night, Christine and I went to the uber-trendy restaurant/bar called Bed. For those of you who watch(ed) "Sex and the City", you might remember that the girls went to a bar called Bed (it's the "Post-It Always Sticks Twice" episode). Well, the real Bed didn't exist then, at least not in NY. The first actual Bed was in Miami, and this one opened up in 2005.

But it has the same concept.

Christine reserves a bed for 8:30 (we wanted much later, but that was the latest because we waited until Tuesday to reserve it) and we get there. It's in a little dark Chelsea alleyway crowded with other uber-trendy bars. Christine said that she interviewed to be a bartender, but didn't get the job and we realized why once we got in - everyone had a freakin' accent. All of the people working there were absolutely gorgeous and fabulous, as were the diners.

We were escorted to our bed, and we were told to take of our shoes before settling in. The bed was a mattress on a wooden platform close to the ground, covered in very comfortable bedding with fluffy pillows (yes, I took pictures). The mattress was one of those that are advertised by putting a glass of wine on one end and dropping a bowling ball on the other - movement wouldn't disrupt the bed. So we put our very pricey cocktails on the tray in the middle of the bed and sat down. Soon we were laying down. Wow, was it comfortable. The ambience was fun - dark, light music, lots of people chatting and being comfy on the beds, everyone dressed up in the latest fashions. It was nice.

The food was also fantastic. If anyone looks up the site, I got the Ahi Tuna Napoleon for an apetizer and the duck for an entree. Dessert was the Tirimisu Bed, in which they took a square of tirimisu, added a crunchy headboard and footboard and put ricotta pillows on it. Yes, I took pictures.

I am a geek.

Oh, and when we sat down, they asked if we would like still or sparkling water. We said still and they brought us a large glass bottle of Voss water. Immediately I giggled - one of my friends' last name is Voss and I remembered the first time I discovered Voss water and gave that friend a bottle, much to that friend's delight and surprise.

Yes, I kept the bottle. Hell, we paid $10 for the bottle (we discovered at the bill), and that bottle will now sit on my desk and hold flowers.

Overall, it was the most fabulous dinner I've been to - or at least, the fanciest. I really want to go again next time, but I'm torn between going again and finding a new fancy place to go.

I should probably find a new fancy place to go.

Today, Christine and I are off to Shea Stadium to cheer on our Astros (and to avoid insults by Mets fans, since we are outnumbered). The weather is absolutely beautiful and it's not supposed to be hot at ALL (thank God, because the jersey is thick and warm). Tonight we're going to try to get tickets to see "The Faith Healer", starring Ralph Fiennes and Ian McDermid (aka, Red Dragon and the Emperor). And yes, I will go to the stage door after the show with my camera. I would love a picture with those guys!

Cheers!

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