"I have no concept of time," Ginger says, breezing into B&H Dairy five minutes late. This five minutes would not be remotely notable, except B&H Dairy is not so much a hop, skip, and jump away from Ginger's residence as it is just a hop. In contrast, it is located a solid four miles from Vodka's abode, from where she had decided to walk so as to combat some of the imminent brunch calories, and has, of course, arrived with time to spare.
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Ginger cuts her off. "What kind of people go to an Elaine Stritch concert?"
"A very distinct microcosm of New York," Vodka answers.
"I'm assuming that means an 80-year-old microcosm." Touche, Ginger. Before Vodka can continue her story of the inimitable elderly diva (who just happens to be the source of Vodka's pseudonym - "another Vodka Stinger," indeed), our blintzes arrive.
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Moving onto the cheese blintzes, we don't find much of an improvement. Stuffed with ricotta cheese, they are much too sweet for our tastes, as we had naively expected something more quesadilla-like in nature.
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But the "Lazania" that they advertise outside? That could be priceless.
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