Well, the tour to end all tours (unless I behave myself and don't do my party piece with a pickled onion and a small jar of mayonnaise) is nearly upon us. This time next week I'll be up to my armpits in hot wings in the city that never sleeps, but does take the occasional nap, otherwise it gets all cranky. I'm going to be flying in on the 15th -- all wide-eyed and bushy-tailed, gawking at all them there tall buildings -- and as far as I can tell St. Martin's Press have no plans for me that night. Or if they have, they haven't told me about them. So I have a night set loose in the big apple, with nothing but a map, a compass, two bars of chocolate and a life-sized photocopy of Queen Victoria's buttocks. I'm sure I'll do just fine.
Anyone got any suggestions for good places to eat / drink?