|Pina & I in the lobby of Feinstein’s|
But hey it was a chance to dress up, sip wine, enjoy scrumptious appetizers (the flat bread was heaven!!) and listen to the beautiful sounds of Caroline Jones. You can check out her music here. The evening was just lovely (and complements of Mr. Paul Tudor Jones I should add. Thank you Mr. Jones!).
The real adventure however, involved breaking a pattern. You see, this event didn’t even start until 8:30 pm. In New York City. On a Sunday night. Not only is a late night like that way past my bed time, but on a school night to boot!
By 8:30 pm on Sunday nights I’m tucked into my flannel pj’s, buried in the Sunday paper, or maybe a basket of laundry. But putting on my party shoes and heading to Manhattan. Uh, no.