I did something really fun last weekend. Something that was a new New York experience for me.
And I’m not talking about standing in line at the break of dawn for SNL tickets – although I can check that off my bucket list as of earlier this month.
And I’m also not talking about discovering a hidden Chinatown speakeasy, where the mixologists use ingredients such as lavender infused vodka and fresh pressed kale juice.
Nope. Been there three times in fact.
No, last weekend, I went up to Harlem and saw a Christmas show at the Apollo.
And it may or may not have been a date with a gentleman. A gentleman I may or may not have met at a candlelight Christmas concert at church.
But wow. What an afternoon. I had no idea what to expect. Set the bar low. Little did I know that I was about to…
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