Last night after many vodka sodas(and a couple of glasses of champagne-YIKES!), Sara(who did not have nearly as much to drink as I had) decided that we wanted noodles. The first place we tried was closed. There was an upstairs all night karaoke bar that had tapas but what exactly are Asian tapas. When I think Tapas I think sangria and Spanish inspired food. I'm not thinking platters of sushi.
I'm not saying it was early. It was probably around 1am, but it's New York City on a Saturday night. We should have been able to find noodles. We went to every Thai restaurant between 53rd street and 42nd Street(and there are a lot, if one were to come to New York City from a far away land you might think that all anyone in this city ever ate was Thai food). All of the Yum Yum Bangkoks(1, 2, and 3!) were closed. Every other Asian inspired establishment was closed. We double backed and decided to go to Vynl because at least we could get some pad Thai there. Nope. Out of luck. They had nothing. Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!
We wound up getting french fries, zucchini sticks,and turkey sandwiches. Those were all delicious, but they weren't ramen noodles.
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