I headed to Madison Square Park to listen to Frank Bruni read from his memoir, Born Round. I read this book a while back and it is some good stuff (I never said I was good at reviewing books). I think what amazed me most was how hard he had worked in reporting before he got the food critic position.
After this ensued a trip to Fishs Eddy (OMG, this place was a dream! - pictures to come), and the Big Gay Ice Cream Truck where, against my better judgment, I had (ok, shared) one of these monstrosities:
Tasted like pumpkin pie. Mm.