As we're taking an early evening stroll down 57th Street, after a long day of... well,...eating, the wifey spies out of the corner of her eye, a yellow minivan cab parked on the side of the street. The trunk door is wide open and the trunk itself is filled with what looks like expensive audio equipment... kinda like what you might find in the back of some FOB's lowered, suped-up Honda. The only difference is that instead of stickers that say "Mugen Power," this ride's got stickers that read "NYC Taxi." At least they got the color right. 
Now, the only thing that comes to the wifey's mind is, "How they gonna fit anything in that trunk? Like luggage and stuff..." as though to suggest that some punk-kid cab driver is cruising around the city picking up unsuspecting passengers, making them hold their baggage on their laps, all the while pumping up the boomin' bass in the backseat. Hmm. Not quite. We don't realize the magnitude of our find until we hear some girl frantically screaming, "OMG, it's Cash Cab!" At which point, I turn around and scream, "OMG, it's Cash Cab!" like some frantic little girl. 
For those of you unfamiliar with CA$H CAB, it's a show on the Discovery Channel. And, in the words of host Ben Bailey... "It's a TV gameshow that takes place right here in my cab. Here's how it works... I'm gonna drive you to your destination. I'm gonna ask you general knowledge questions along the way and you can win money until we get to your destination. But, here's the catch... if you get 3 wrong, that's 3 strikes, you're out. I'm gonna pull over and kick you out right on the spot and you lose everything. So what do you say? Do you wanna play??" Yes! I do wanna play, Ben. I do! Oh... umm... ahem. I'm a fan of the show, in case you couldn't tell. Well, we don't get to play, but the friendly producer guy is nice enough to let us sit in it. No sign of Ben, but it's cool just to be in the cab. Besides, she's the star of the show anyway. The guy even turns on the blinky ceiling lights for us. Oooh, blinky lights. Awesome factor: 9.5.
Random Stuff:
We spend the afternoon across the river over in Brooklyn Heights. It's a quaint little area, but we're here for pizza and ice cream. Grimaldi's Pizzeria, with it's red checkerboard tablecloths and pictures of Frank Sinatra hanging all over their walls reminds me of something out of the Sopranos. The pizza is yummy. It's all about the cheese. The wifey and I scarf down a whole pie. 
The Brooklyn Ice Cream Factory... ice cream with a view. Down the block from Grimaldi's along the promenade, this unassuming place is famous in NYC. The vanilla with chocolate chunks is hella good; the view of Manhattan and the Brooklyn Bridge makes it hella gooder. Gooder? [shrug]
The Brooklyn Bridge is old and rickety, and we can totally feel the vibrations of the cars zooming by below. A nice walk, nonetheless. - Crumb Bake Shop. Even though it's a chain, they have the best red velvet cupcakes. Yes, better than Magnolia's.
A healthy dinner of burgers and shakes at Shake Shack in Madison Square Park. The Shack Burger is tasty and the salty caramel frozen custard tastes exactly like it sounds... damn good. And the long lines at 10pm is proof of that. The place is kinda nice at night with Xmas lights strung from the trees... alfresco dining in the park with the Empire State Building as a backdrop. How romantic.
Jumper on the Brooklyn Bridge!
I Guess I Won't be Idling
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