Back when I used to play the role of big-shot, the ex and I used to hang out in New York City! Man, did the ex and I love that place! What's not to love about the Big Apple? I could pick a million things...fine dining, nice ladies, Time's Square...the list is long! What really brought the ex and I back? That's simple! It was are Uncle Charlie from the West village.
The first time the ex and I came to NYC, we stayed at the this fleabag hotel on 85th..Lodging in NYC is not cheap, unless you know someone, and that was our first trip to NYC:) We didn't know a soul. Well, after we got back to Kansas I told her this.."Melissa, we got to go back. Without Uncle Ned...Do the town right. The only thing we were missing in our maiden voyage? Proper lodging. My best buddy K.B.'s uncle, he knows a guy who has a place in the West village that he can hook us up with. It's a friend of the friend kind of deal. Anyways, he gave me the number, I called him, and he said his spot was open this weekend. I booked it, and the two of us our checking it out this weekend." Judging by the smile on my ex's face, I knew I had done right. "Honey back your bags! We're going to do NYC right this time!"
I remember the first time the ex and I met my Uncle Charlie, It was love at first site! When the cab first pulled us up to his brownstone in the West village? That's all it took. 79 Jane Street was a magical place for the ex and I. Now, I knew Charlie was a gentlemen the first time I met him.."Charlie my name is Rob Astle and this is my wife Melissa. I know that we are going to enjoy this place. We would also like to take you out for dinner tonight. The Palm!" My future Uncle Charlie looked at me said.."My pleasure, Steve told me that you were a nice guy, and that I would enjoy meeting you. What time shall I be ready for dinner?" After a little more get to know you. Charlie gave us the grand tour of our lodging. Oh my God, this place was marvelous!
Lodging in the West village is as pricey as it gets! So when he first showed us the loft we would be staying in. My jaw hit the fucking floor..It was beautiful! Re-modeled everything, but not so much that it lost its charm. Full kitchen, living, dining....After Charlie was through with the tour, I looked at my wife and asked her this. "What do you think? It's a little better then the last place we stayed at." When I looked at my ex at that moment, I could tell one thing was certain! She was happy! And when she was happy? So was I! "We got us a deal here Charlie! Dinner at seven."
The ex and I unpacked, made ourselves something to drink, read a little, and then got ready for our first big night on the town. We walk out the brownstone and meet Charlie at the curb. He has a cab already hailed, it was the Palm we were headed to, and everyone was excited..."Charlie you ever eat at the Palm?" Our new friend is NYC born and raised. Knows the streets and the people like a true New Yorker...So when he told me that he was unfamiliar with the establishment, I was a bit surprised, but when he told me this, I understood a lot better.."They're are a million restaurants in this town, and I don't get out as much as I used too, but I'm sure they're nice. Trust me my friend they're are a number of great restaurants in my wonderful city. You're going to enjoy your time in town." Charlie's manners are impeccable! He's one of those guys who can put anyone at ease, and the ex and I were loving every bit of it.
The Palm restaurant on 44th is a magical place for the ex and I. It didn't matter what kind of mood we were in that time, dining at the Palm was happy time! "So Charlie tell me a little bit about yourself?" Charlie is a lot different than the crew I was brought up with. Village his whole entire life, with a stop over in Santa Fe. He was smart, well heeled, and Charlie had class. To top it off, he told me that he was a writer. "I've been a writer most of my career with some other jobs mixed in, but my passion is writing." At the time he first told me this, I wasn't mature enough to realize a lot of things. Now I am!
Fast forward to present time. I got an e-mail from my Uncle Charlie the other day. Turns out, he's a big fan of the blog. His one complaint? My sometimes abuse of the English language, but hey, he offered to work as my editor/writer/copyright guy. You know what! I gladly excepted his offer...Bottom line...I'm going to keep putting things out, and Charlie is going to tweak it here and there.
I like to end every post of mine with a thought I'm having... Call it the village idiot thought of the day."Thank you Uncle Charlie for your help! I am 100% positive that I can start something special if the right person will help! I've done enough legwork! My friend Big Ugly in Kansas told me that I would run into the right guy sooner or later. I'm starting to think that guy might be Charlie?"
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