ALT Summit NYC Thank You - The Bing Dinner at Sunday Suppers
As we move on to my first night in the big city, I can't go any further in my Alt Summit NYC Thank-You-Palooza without giving a massive shout out to Bing for not only sponsoring Alt NYC, but also one of the best, most beautiful, spectacularly delicious, and utterly enjoyable evenings in recent memory. From the moment I arrived at Sunday Suppers in Brooklyn with a whole giddy gaggle of girls, every single detail at the dinner was magical. A hashtag doesn't do it nearly justice, but since it's a "thing", I'll just say #thanksbing to cover my bases.
THANK YOU to Katie, Chen, Cathie, and Kelli of Bing, for sponsoring a wonderful, magical evening at the lovely Sunday Suppers. Thank you all from the bottom of my heart for being so warm, genuine and eager to meet all of us. Thank you for being generous with your time and conversation that night.
And, while we're on the subject of the dinner at Sunday Suppers, I have to include this: THANK YOU to Susan Petersen of Freshly Picked for overlooking my puppy-like eagerness and enthusiasm at the Bing/Sunday Suppers dinner. For taking the time to chat with me, ask me what MY story was (eeep!) and leave me overflowing with possibility and energy. You are one heck of a class act, lady, and the fact that you remember those days of struggling to make it all happen and support those still in that moment of can-I-really-pull-this-off self dialogue is crazy and lovely, and I adore you for it.
The dinner at Sunday Suppers was my first taste of socializing Alt-style. And I loved every second of it. I'm sure I came across like a reporter, happily peppering people with rapid fire questions. I wanted to meet as many people as possible, hear all of their stories, go visit their (universally GORGEOUS) sites, laugh with them over their journey, find out what propelled them to NYC for Alt Summit. I was so happy and caught up in conversation, I didn't even have time to dwell on how sore my feet were in my brand spanking new, never-been-broken-in shoes. I fell into bed that night exhausted, a little hoarse from so much excited chatting, and totally, thoroughly in love with the entire crowd from the dinner. So completely wiped out, in fact, that I did actually manage to sleep that night. Which was unexpected, because of my track record as a kid with the night before Christmas being a completely sleepless event. And if you know me at all by now, you know that the night before Alt NYC was a thousand times more exciting than plain ol' Christmas.
Stick with me tomorrow and Friday - I've got two more days of my #fivedaysofaltnycthanks week!