Les Merais

I know it sounds pathetic, but at 21, I am a rather boring person. Most nights you can find me at home (when I'm not at college that is) catching up on missed television shows. Due to this lack of extrovertisim, my high school friends and I have hardly had the time to catch up and just enjoy ourselves. Thankfully, last Thursday, we had an opportunity to change that. My very good friend is getting married quite soon and so we thought we would throw her a bit of a bachlorette party before she said adios to her single life for good. In high school, we were a clique of seven girls; not all of us were best friends with one another per say, but together we were part of one whole. One of the seven got married this past winter and now is living out of state (in New Jersey of all places) and was unable to join, but for the rest of us, it was like old times. The six of us squeezed into my friend's beemer and we headed off to a night in the city. We went to Les Merias, a steakhouse in the Broadway area. Four of the group ordered steaks, and one chose fish. As a non-meat eater, I chose a spicy peanut udon noodle salad and a fries. And most of importantly, I ordered a glass of wine, my first in such an establishment. The wine was a tad overpriced, but according to my friends the slightly buzzed me was a lot of fun to be around. As mentioned before, I am a bit of an introvert, a little self-conscious in social settings to be honest, so the free feeling the wine gave was nice. It allowed me to open up and enjoy myself. The pasta was good; I liked the peanut sauce and they threw in some peanuts and scallions to give it a crunch. The fries were amazing; just crunchy enough and not at all mushy. For dessert we all shared molten chocolate cakes, which I have never seen any restaurant go wrong with. After our meal, we took a walk around the city. Although it was nearing midnight, the city was washed in light from the electronic billboards flanking Times Square. Of course, the streets were flooded with people. We escaped the throngs and found a serene fountain to sit by. We spent an hour reminiscing and feeling a mixture of nostalgia and happiness. I had befriended the bride-to-be when were just 10 and it seemed crazy that 11 years had already passed. The night was an extremely enjoyable one although it made me regret that we had not done similar excursions sooner and more often when we had the chance, no special occasions needed.