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Wednesday, August 06, 2008
new york - the story continues 10:35 am

We went for a week's worth of company visits on the BSM schedule - both big names like Ogilvy, Juilliard, TVWA, HBO as well as smaller and more localized firms like the Deitch Projects. The theme of the NY BSM for this year is New York and the creative economy...speaking of which, I have a paper due next week and I have yet to give it any thought whatsoever. How worrying. Anyhow, I digress. This means that this year's companies are more to do with the creative side (for obvious reasons), like advertising, galleries and all.

On our first day of visits - here we were at the Broadway League!



We had lunch at the Original Soupman. Anybody familiar with Seinfield's Soup Nazi? This is it! The soup was uber yummy - I went there twice in the whole trip. ;)





We passed by Century 21 too...where I bought a lot of bags at a few days later when we returned to the area (for the soup + the shopping).



And this is the depressing sight of Ground Zero.





At Juilliard - seriously an eye-opener. I've never been into an arts school in my life, not even our very own LaSalle or NAFA here in Singapore, so taking a peek at one of the world's most prestigious arts institutions seriously blew my mind away. Too bad we were there in the summer though, so the school was rather empty, if not we could have maybe crashed some of the student practices. That'd have been awesome.





Went to Katz's for dinner too - this is the place where Harry literally met Sally in the said movie. ;)



Check out the awesome meat platter I shared with Lance! Meant to serve three (Americans) but these two puny little Asians did a pretty good job with polishing most of it off anyway I would say.



The next day...we went to Ogilvy! The office is SO pretty and well-decorated. I like! :)





And we had another awesome dinner - this time at Peter Luger's, some super sought-after steakhouse in New York that we tried making reservations for, but found out that it was fully booked all the way to December! We eventually managed to squeeze our way into the place though thanks to Kai, who slipped the guy a small (or not so small) fee. But it was so well worth it! The steak was ridiculously yummy - charred on the outside, cooked nicely in the next layer, bloody and juicy on the inside. Probably the best steak I've ever eaten so far in my life!







After our very full and insanely delicious dinner, we trooped off to the Brooklyn Bridge. It made so much more sense to cross it from Brooklyn to Manhattan at night so you can see the night skyline of Manhattan in its full glory - and oh, what a sight it was to behold!











It was on the bridge that I experienced one of my rare moments of homesickness on this trip (oh trust me, it was extremely rare this time around, so unlike when I was in LA in May). I suppose it was the beautiful sight, coupled with the breeze and general quietness of the place. We may have been on a monumental bridge that overlooks the city and all its bright lights and traffic, but perhaps it was being on an elevated level that made all the difference. The feeling was priceless - in the city, yet not quite a part of it, and feeling more like an observer than really one of the actors in this crazily fast-paced movie that someone with the remote control has decided to play at half-speed. It flickers slowly, frame after frame, leaving your mind with plenty of time to wander home while the rest of you physically soaks up everything else that surrounds you.

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