Tuesday, August 25, 2015

Night at the Museum

So look, I don’t want to oversell myself, but: I am a fucking genius.

 Two weeks ago, instead of the usual post-work couch flop, I rerouted the SS Crowl into Culture Port for an evening of stunning social intercourse, starring the new Whitney Museum. How did it go down? In a word: flawlessly. (Aside from skirting a teensy snafu.) The life pARTner gets free admission from work, and here’s the tick: the museum is nearly empty after 7PM. We waltzed in, wandered around and then waddled off for delicious dinner at Frankie’s 570.


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