Mwah

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NYC was a great break...truly magnificent. Is there a word for that gesture where you put your fingers together and bring them to your mouth and you kiss the tips of your fingers and then open up your hand and say "mwah"? As in, "That'sa gooda meataball" *mwah*! I was doing a lot of *mwah* in NYC...it was a giant bowl of Count Chocula for the soul. A giant peanut butter chocolate chip cookie for the spirit. A juicy slab of meatloaf for my weltanschauung. Another terrible food metaphor here. Also: champagne.

Enjoyed: MOMA, Natural History museum (okay, I was *full* after about 2 floors; how many dioramas can one woman take? Answer: 8), Shake Shack frozen custard with Valrhona chocolate chunks, Central Park (and randomly running into a friend visiting from New Orleans), various foods and beverages, passing Jackie Mason on Madison Avenue, the restaurant at the Dahesh Museum, and I could go on. *mwah.*

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