The House of Nanking

I miss New York. A lot. There, I said it. Feels good to be honest. But, doing fun things in our new city seems to dull the pain--and sew the seeds of a new city love. Thanks to my brother Alex, we did one of our favorite things in any town yesterday--ate yummy food at a new restaurant.

Welcome to the House of Nanking. Chinese food. In China Town. I had beef with broccoli. H had pork fried rice. Verdict? Whoah mama. We're going back. Soon.

I could get used to this place . . .

PS. We're "spot" people. We've found our Chinese entree spot--preesh to Alex. Now we need to find our Dim Sum and our Sushi spot. Any ideas???