It's the end of era.
*Party Part I 7-9pm 121 Madison Avenue*
121 Madison Avenue is a magical place. Opposite the ever-open Miss K’s fine Italian eatery, you will find the hallowed halls of 121.
The doorman will welcome you with a ready smile and a confusing Albanian anecdote. Continue on into the marbled hallway, with its imposing claw-footed tables, gilded mirrors, and sparkling...
[read more] It's the end of era.
*Party Part I 7-9pm 121 Madison Avenue*
121 Madison Avenue is a magical place. Opposite the ever-open Miss K’s fine Italian eatery, you will find the hallowed halls of 121.
The doorman will welcome you with a ready smile and a confusing Albanian anecdote. Continue on into the marbled hallway, with its imposing claw-footed tables, gilded mirrors, and sparkling chandeliers and you will be transported to 1912, aboard RMS Titanic.
Once you’ve passed the first-class elevators, continue to a worn marble staircase leading to 121’s steerage section. You have just walked through the oldest standing apartment building in Manhattan. True story.
Walk one flight up to our apartment. You’ll recognize 2L by the smashing of glasses, yowling of cats, drunken shouts and keys in the door.
Before we set sail for pastures new, come and celebrate some of our achievements and misadventures of the last 104 weeks:
• Designation as the unofficial flagship of the 2010 World Cup
• Two MacBooks and one Droid lost to an indoor pool party
• 500 cupcakes masterfully baked
• Countless legal and illegal alcoholic drinks purchased from Miss K’s
• Planned, unplanned and downright irresponsible travel across 10 countries
• 300 miles run up and down Manhattan and around Paris
• 10,000 photos and stories of [redacted from text]
• New acronym added to American vocabulary:
o L·SH·IAC [el-shak]
o Acronym 1. Laughing So Hard I Am Coughing
o Adjective 2. Act of laughing uncontrollably
• One irreplaceable lifelong friendship
*Party Part II 9pm – 4am, The Crooked Knife*
Much as we love 121, due to the lack of natural sunlight we extended our living room to include the Crooked Knife.
In this time we have consumed 1,500 pints, stand as reigning trivia champions (prize money diligently spent at the Crooked Knife), and formed great friendships with bar staff, regulars, and complete strangers.
The Crooked Knife is best place in Manhattan to enjoy a plate of 50 fried calamari or so, and an exclusive venue to finish a night of drunken banter with a refreshing 6am pint (Note: Desmonds good for 7am).
We invite you to discover our magical world before it disappears forever on February 1.
We look forward to seeing you on January 28th.
Kisses Catherine and Leslie
