but never met are these two little babies. They’re friends of a friend, and we really must meet the next time I make a journey to the north country. On a side note, I petted a bulldog puppy (older than these) last night and it made me very happy, because I knelt down and she put her little spotted paws up on my legs and snorted like a pig. Precious.
One reason not to have bulldog puppies is so you can enjoy expensive meals at more reasonable prices during NY Restaurant Week, which is over this Friday, but a lot of restaurants are extending the prices through Labor Day. I’m going to Artisanal later this week to eat some serious cheese.