Aldo's!

We landed in New York and quickly realized it was going to be a trek to get to SoHo to see Keri and back to the airport by 6:30am. Sooo, we booked an airport hotel relaxed, and ran across the street to a little Italian restaurant that the lady at the front desk recommended. Aldos! Haha this restaurant could have been made into a tv show. Crazy italians. It was a slow night and the owner sat with us while we ate. (and kept shaking parmesan cheese on our pasta) followed by 'forgetttttt aboutttt it'. He then proceeded to call all the 21 year old italian boys he knew to come take us for a night in the city. He was such a character. Absolutely stopping by there again on our way home. We just arrived to our gate, and were ready to board. All stocked up on Nyquil and Tylenol PM. Wish us luck!