Lukas and Sarah arriving at the same exact time from different places!
Dinner was lovely but strange. Our drinks arrived after our salad, though I loved that my minty lemonade tasted like a mojito. The waitress flirted with us periodically and tried to guilt trip us when we refused dessert. We had really deep conversation culminating in our joint ululation that our generation is the first generation that is predicted to do worse than our parents's generation and we feel the pain. It doesn't help anything that we live in New York.
Shadowy iPhone photo of Sarah and I at El Omda
Lukas and Kevin, blocking my view of the TV singing competition The Voice in Arabic
Our dessert plan was actually to check out the selection at Omnia, which had the most appealing bakery display I have ever seen. Both of the men selected Key Lime from the gelato bar. I picked out a chocolate chocolate chip cupcake, but by far the most creative and "New Yorky" dessert was the Rat Cake. We left it for another day.
Rat Cake, we shall meet again.