GFJ: What Comes Around Goes Around....

Do you remember the time when you first moved to the city, were living in a parent sponsored apartment on the Upper East Side and going to eat at Soho’s Cub Room made you feel grown-up? I am old so I totally do….

When I heard the Cub Room had shutdown, I was beyond sad….that is until I went to the new restaurant there, The Dutch.

Andrew Carmellini's THE DUTCH... which Kelly said sounded like a fart joke.

Last night I met my darling friend, Diego. I hadn’t seen her in about three years and was nervous for our drinks date. She’s a stylist who also happens to be gorgeous, thinner than she was pre-baby and works about 10million jobs yet still has time for her son, friends, family and to blog. Next to her I feel like a frumpy beast of burden…..

As soon as I walked into the Dutch and got a bear hug and huge smile from Diego I realized how silly I was…. I also remembered how great Diego can make you feel. She’s like a drug, you hang out with her and walk away with a high.

After splitting a dozen oysters and drinking mine and most of her dirty martini, I was home dead early and buzzed…. That’s when Metts rang and was forced to hear my rant.

Did you ever have someone in your life who you knew felt better about themselves after they’ve reduced you to nothing? Unfortunately I know such a person. Despite my best efforts to keep this person at bay, I cannot. We have too many intertwining circles which totes sucks.

I’ll be honest, this person broke me to the point where they actually played a part in my decision to leave New York City a few years back. All around they are bad news bears.

As a result of it being Fall and everyone planning dinners, I’ve had more shared meals with this person than I’d like. With each encounter I’ve wanted to crawl under a rock and cry. Instead I harass Beej. For the past two weeks, she has been the unfortunate recipient of my rants and raves…. The fact that she still takes my cross-country calls and replies to my texts is a true testament to Beej’s patience….

And last night was Metts turn. I explained how this person, had, in the past, mentally beat me to a pulp…how I had to build a stonewall to protect myself and how, in general, this person makes me les miz. This prompted Metts to send me the following picture….

And the picture is right and made me realize three things:
1. It’s as much my fault for letting this person treat me like shit as it is theirs for being such a beast.
2. I need to build a bridge and get over it.
3. I have, in the past, made people feel the same way.

Yep. I am a reformed mean girl.. College was the height of my reign of terror and no one was safe from my b*tchy ways. Whether it was the innocent squirrel I ran over in the JPR parking lot, the faceless girls who went home with my crush or my friends… I was a full on NIGHTMARE…. In realizing this, I have the following to say:

To those that I’ve done this to, my sincerest apologies and rest assure, what went around most definitely did come around.

To my friends that have felt the wrath of Bong, thank you for sticking by me through my “ivan the terrible” stage. I am humbled.

To the person who inspired this post, please know that your tactics no longer work on me….and when I feel them coming my way I will politely walk away…. But know, deep down, in my heart, I am saying, “Go Fuck Yourself”. XO

Monday
BREAKFAST: Fage with Strawberry and Raw Sunflower Seeds
LUNCH: Trade Joe’s mini-tacos and Salad
DINNER: Raddichio Chinese-Slaw and Trader Joe’s Pot-Stickers.
DESSERT: Trader Joe’s Lemon Squares

Tuesday
BREAKFAST: Fage with Strawberry and Raw Sunflower Seeds
LUNCH: Trader Joe’s Falafels and Salad
DINNER: Raddichio Chinese-Slaw and Trader Joe’s Pot-Stickers.
DESSERT: Trader Joe’s Lemon Squares

Wenesday
BREAKFAST: Fage with Strawberry and Raw Sunflower Seeds
LUNCH: Homemade Chili and Kale Salad
SNACK: Salt and Vinegar Chips
DINNER: 6 Raw Oysters and 1.5 Martinis
SNACK: Saltines

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