So far, so good. After the Michael Jackson wake-up call, I’ve been a lot more active this week. Some of my finds:
- Club Museo. Peru 535. Famous Wednesday night after-work party, 7-3. The male uniform is a striped button-down with the sleeves rolled up. Pumping dance floor. Lots of disco faves.
- Spanglish @ Quiroz Soho. Malabia 1510. Like speed-dating, but with conversation partners. Not as awkward as I thought it would be, especially after two very-full glasses of Malbec.
- Thelonious Jazz Club. Salguero 1884. Intimate, discrete and around the corner from my apartment. Funky furnishings and amazing jazz. Ring the doorbell to get in.
This weekend: dinner parties, tango lessons and many goodbyes. I’ll try to spend some daylight hours awake too.
