We chose a sidewalk table and dined on an arugala and beet salad along with a country pate– delicious! Did I mention that Fergie does not care for pate? After my early dinner and two glasses of wine it was time to look for Fergie’s dinner.
Fergie and I have arrived in New York and are currently enjoying the most glorious morning in Central Park. Technically I am homeless and to tell you the truth, it puts a bit of a pit in my stomach; but I can’t tell you how much better it makes me feel to have Fergie with me…I am not alone.
Tomorrow I am trying something I’ve never done. I’m flying with Fergie to New York with no room reservations and absolutely no idea where I’ll be staying.
