robbing the cradle

wonderful saturday- perhaps its the gorgeous weather but i've been floating on cloud nine.

had brunch with DJ at flea market. delicious smoked salmon salad. food was as good as i remembered- service much worse than i rememembered.

afteroon outing with the ladies- Q2, celestial, theng, and i went cosmetics shopping in soho in the afternoon. stopped in chinatown to get a snack before heading back to Q2's place to get dolled up for dinner at peep. enjoyed giving theng a mini-makeover.

long line at peep so we put on name down and walked around to see if any other restaurants had an open table. in the end, we decided to go back to peep and sit at the bar and have some drinks. by the time we finished our first round, it was time to get seated. we ordered a boulliabaise dish, calamri, squid ink noodles, sea bass, and scallop tartar. all was surprisingly good and not too expensive.

after dinner, theng headed home and our little triumverate headed out to the westside. we went to level V and were shocked by the poor turnout, despite a mostly male crowd, it was definately not a new york crowd. we hung around for a drink before heading out again. Q2 headed home so celestial and i decided to head back to the LES.

on our way to our old standby, a ryan gosling look alike waved us over.

gosling: hey ladies! what are you up to?

v: just hanging out. not sure where we're going.

gosling: i'm hanging out with some of my friends. we're going to X bar, you want to join us?

i look over at celestial and try to gauge her level of interest. gosling is hot but seems young. i glance bac over at celestial. she's got a poker face.

v: celestial?

celestial: whatever you want.

damnit, she's playing it cool.

v: yea, i think we're gonna go.

we walk away and once we get a block over celestial asks if it's too late to go back.

v: wait, you wanted to hang out with them? jeez, you gotta give me a hint next time. otherwise i'll always decline. yes, it's too late.

as we stand there debating for a few mintues, i notice gosling has wandered over our way.

v: so are you following us now? haha.

gosling: no no. just calling my friend. at this point, gosling is very inebriated as demonstrated by his difficulty managing his cell phone. we lost one of them. he took off, did you see him?

v: what does he look like.

gosling: he's white with dreads.

v: um, no, we didn't notice anyone.

gosling: gosling goes on for a bit about the story behind his friend's disappearance. he calls another friend to tell him where he is. so where are you two headed?

celestial: verlaine or schillers but we haven't decided yet.

gosling: do you want company?

v: sure.

gosling's friend/roommate stops by. rounds of introductions. the boys accompany us to verlaine and buy us drinks. we chat for awhile. gosling is talking to celestial so i make small talk with the friend. the wingman. he's a nice kid, you can tell he's used to playing this role or being overlooked for gosling. over the course of conversation, i discover that gosling and his roommate are college friends and they graduated a year ago. a year ago. mental calculation. 22/23 at best?

as the night wears on and i continue to make conversation with gosling, his age becomes more an more apparent. eagerness to please. lacking in direction. as we talked, i played with the idea of dating a younger man.

the pros- i could teach young gosling how to be a superb boyfriend, educate him about women, culture, food. then let him go and make the perfect boyfriend for some young girl his age.

the negatives-do i even need to mention them?

i suppose it's b/c it's hard to guess an asian girl's age. young gosling probably has no idea he was hitting on someone 5 years his senior. i'm not sure how i feel about it all. if i was a man, i'd feel pretty pumped, right?