A date in the city

The husband had never beheld some of the city's most heralded landmarks, so of course that comprised our date in the city about a week ago. Though I don't think I could live in New York City, I never tire of visiting it. It was a bona-fide blast to drag the husband to touristy spots, which he loves in any destination, so much so that we dub them "fake wonderlands." How advantageous that the city is brimming with these fake wonderlands! He loved them all, and gaped with a childlike grin at each stop. We witnessed the contagious diversity of New York City at each stop through its architecture, people, subway stations, ethnic enclaves, eateries, shops, theater, and all-encompassing non-stop pace of life. The highlight of our date day in the city was scoring student rush tickets to a new musical, Nice Work if You Can Get It. The 1920s farce starring Matthew Broderick proved lighthearted, hilarious, and made us merry - similar to the effect Anything Goes leaves on us. Though lacking a poignant storyline, it made up for in its infectious, time-honored George & Ira Gershwin songs. We succumbed to a late night Italian dinner afterward with dear friends in Hell's Kitchen, which featured highly memorable conversations, authentic antipasti, creamy swiss chard ravioli, and wine-enhanced linguine with clams. A notable date day with the sweetest, most handsome husband, indeed.