It's like a party in my mouth!

Oh. My. God.

You guys, I just had the best sandwich EVER.  Grilled chicken, sauteed spinach, roasted red peppers, lettuce, tomato, and fresh mozzarella all tenderly wrapped in a wheat tortilla.  This masterpiece is called The Milano, and it's beautifully created at a small, nondescript sandwich shop on the Upper West Side called Busters.

See, this is the one thing I love about New York.  I don't really care so much about the clubs or the concerts or the shopping.  But I loooooooooove being in a city that is home to literally thousands of restaurants.  I swear to God, it makes me almost giddy thinking about it.  I don't know if I've told you this before, but I'm basically a fat kid at heart.  And it is only through sheer willpower (and more importantly, lack of funds) that keep me from ballooning in weight.  I don't know, though...if I keep finding places that have food like The Milano, I may soon be eligible for the next round of The Biggest Loser.