Spent a lot of money, by my standards, for dinner last night at a restaurant called Nowack’s in Morningside. It was a birthday celebration for one of my drinking buddies, so I had no choice in the restaurant selection. I suppose I could have balked at going when I saw the prices and pretentiousness (no split checks, parties of five or more are automatically charged a 23% tip), but I didn’t want to be a party pooper. And to make matters worse the sides of French fries and Brussels sprouts we ordered were so salty that they were nearly inedible.
I solved today’s Wordle in five attempts; my starter today was SPELT
Tuesday Tale of the Tape: 197.0 pounds. Dangen. And I am trying to return to a career which is notoriously sedentary? Time to start reducing the calorie intake again.