A Taste of Germany

I do not take full advantage of the fact that school is about thirty minutes away from New York City. Yesterday, Martin kindly invited me to go to a German restaurant for lunch with a few of his friends.

The restaurant was called Wirtshaus Blaue Gans, which translates to something like Blue Goose. I couldn't give a fair judgement on the food because I haven't really had "German" food. Thank goodness I had three very experienced critics with me. 

After, we went to see The Bull and New York Stock Exchange. These destinations were to fill time until we would be able to see the Rockefeller Christmas Tree. 

 Another good memory down...