Uggg...can you say "overindulge?" As G heads to his sisters on the shore for the weekend and I stay behind to get ready for school on Monday, we realized this was our last night to hang out until next Thursday. So we treated ourself to a pizza and carafe of house red at Arturo's, followed by espresso (for him) and a decafe hazelnut latte (for me) at Cafe Reggio. This place has a true European feel: lots of tiny tables; dark, wooden interior; omlettes and croissants on the menu; and you can plunk yourself down outside and a waiter comes rushing out within minutes. Great people watching too, especially this time of year with all the NYU students scurrying back to school. Oh to be 20 again and in a line 100 deep to get your school ID!