Throw Another Shrimp on the Barbie

A few days ago, we went to a great rooftop barbecue held by my friend Polo (a modern day Marco Polo - and Polo, I googled "famous travelers" and got Dora the Explorer, so no complaints about your code name - it could have been worse). The barbecue was so fun, a chance to catch up with friends old and new while dining on grilled shrimp, chicken, burgers and sausages under the (thankfully) cool evening sky.


The barbecue was closely monitored by Polo's nature-defying, gender-confused 22 lb male cat, Lucy (pictured below, in all his-her glory). Lucy was not allowed onto the rooftop, for his own safety, so he watched woefully from inside the sliding glass door. We felt bad, but something told me that Lucy wouldn't starve...

Flatiron District.

Credit:  guest photographer Polo (partly because I was too happy and full to remember to take a photo myself, and partly because Polo is an excellent photographer).