Santa Fe Nights

Frequently, I meet up with my 3 main gays Daniel, Neal, and Brian at a restaurant called Santa Fe on the UWS. Daniel is for sure my MAIN main gay even though he claims he's not. "Too much responsibility" (Actually we're systers, but that's a story for another day.)

These nights are just what the doctor ordered. It's a healthy balance of girltalk, sage advice from my elders, and getting roasted for having a vagina. Not to mention the endless blood orange margaritas! At the end of the night Brian takes care of the check and pays for my cab back to Brooklyn. This is more than most of my dates have ever done for me and I didn't even have to put out!

Here's a pic of Daniel photobombing at Santa Fe. I enjoy that the things in the background look like boobs.

And since Neal isn't in the pic here he is looking obnoxious(ly adorable.)