The Kisho in Times Square

Sorry, Kisho. Your hair is not quite long enough to block Times Square out of this photo.

Ashton, aka "The Kisho", took his turn visiting me in New York City this time. Much like when Nicky visited me, we basically spent a lot of each day eating food. However, unlike when Nicky visited me, we spent a lot of each day....well....making fun of Nicky. Interesting how that works.

The highlights included: Phantom of the Opera on Broadway, Jackson Hole Diner, Wicked on Broadway, The Nintendo Store, Chopped Liver and Matzo Ball Soup at Carnegie Deli, Sprinting through Times Square, Ground Zero, Chinatown for Chinese New Year, Spicy Food and Sushi in Koreatown, Rockefellar Plaza, Zabar's, and Restaurant Week Lunch at Alfama Portuguese Restaurant. Oh, I also made Ashton come to work with me and remove staples from some of our files. Child labor laws don't apply to New York City.

We found a lot of cheap junk in Chinatown, which happened to go surprisingly well with the rest of The Kisho's wardrobe.

I thought this sign was really amusing. Apparently, the act of merely looking at the Chinatown clothes causes them to actually increase in value. Don't unfold the clothes, or else the Communists will get you!

Ashton, way under-dressed, at 30 Rock.

Ashton and all of the crazy people willing to pay $45 each to go ice skating in Rockefeller Plaza.

Taking Columbus Circle by force! Look at how fierce that stance is.

NintendoWorld!!! I was way more excited to meet Mario than Ashton was. This was before he took us into the back room and offered us some of his 'shrooms. Then I hijacked his Yoshi while Ashton strangled that Pikachu with the WiiMote nunchucks.

Ashton walking to see Wicked on Broadway by himself because we could only afford one ticket, and me creepily following and taking pictures of him.

We took this picture in honor of The Prapo. Any trip is a success if you can slaughter both a lamb and a Pikachu in one day.

We scarfed down a delicious meal at Jackson Hole in the Upper West Side and then sprinted to Gershwin Theatre. There were at least 100 burgers on the menu. Ashton had a massive cheeseburger and some O-rings.

And my delicious mushroom-chicken burger. Mmmmm delicious fungus.

Alfama - Portuguese cuisine in the West Village

This mosaic actually did look a lot like Portugal.

Appetizers! The bread and olives were particular delish.

Ashton's first course were ginger-shrimp meatballs and a ginger sauce. Yeah, we thought it sounded Asian, too. Whatevs.

Caldo Verde soup. Made with kale, linguica, and potatoes. This was more traditionally Portuguese, but Grandma's and Aunt Angelina's are both better.

Ashton's main course was a beef steak with egg and some fries. Yeah, we thought it sounded like typical French steak frites, too. Whatevs.

My main course was cubed pork with peppers, onions, and mussels. Sort of like an extravagant version of dog food.

Ashton's dessert was creme caramel with a graham cracker topping. Once again, very un-Portuguese. Whatevs.

My dessert was bizzarrely awesome. It was an almond/walnut cake with a coconut topping. It almost made up for the awkward waiter we had. And the overpriced food. And the fact that we managed to discover the only authentic Portuguese restaurant that serves absolutely no Portuguese food. Huzzah!