Pray for me, folks.  I am almost out of spending money for the month and Emma is returning to the city unexpectedly for a second whirlwind visit.  You may recall that I posted about the extensive (and expensive) plans for her 20-hour visit a few weeks ago, but didn’t follow up.  Here’s why.  Her husband, who is normally an eating, drinking, and traveling machine, was overcome by the jetlag of all the hours on the plane, some sake, and two massively powerful double green tea martinis at the Four Seasons while Emma was getting her hair cut, and virtually passed out at the table at Caviar Russe.  (No worries, Betsy, Emma, and I kindly finished off his chef’s sampling of caviar spoons.  As Betsy said, friends don’t let friends waste caviar.)  It did put a damper on the plans for kaiseki at Sugiyama, though — I ended up with a couple of drinks at the Flatiron Lounge and a plate of scrambled eggs instead.  After a terrific breakfast-into-lunch meal at Balthazar the next day (strategy: arrive at 11 when they’re serving breakfast and stay until 1, after they start serving lunch) featuring eggs in puff pastry, smoked salmon, and some terrific steak tartare, they were gone.  My bank account heaved a sigh of relief at having gotten off relatively easy.

I spoke too soon.  They’re back.  Having been to New Orleans, DC, Baltimore, and the Dominican Republic since their last visit (life is hard), I’d like to think they’re going to be too mellowed out to help me spend the entire remaining contents of my bank account this afternoon, but, well… we’ll see.

Cross your fingers.  Emma wants to shop.

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