"wasted" night?

I am referring to last night and my "adventure" in same. Actually not much of an adventure, and disappointments in certain areas, but not wasted by any means.
By  7, I was pretty tired; probably still recovering from Wednesday night's long trip from Wycoff Myrtle to the upper west side. I was anxious to share my reports from Saturday evening with bartender Hannah at the 106th street Dive Bar, and it was a short trip from the apartment, so I went there. Both baseball games were on, and I ordered a beer. Hannah was happy to get my reports; also told me about her move from one apartment to another in the upper Harlem area, but the bar got crowded quickly, so it was impossible to continue the conversation. I settled in and watched both games, but got restless quickly, then ordered an enormous wedge salad--- loaded with blue cheese---I was not that hungry but wanted to continue at the bar, and watched a few more innings of both games. The salad was about $12.00, much more then I hoped to spend, and I was a little annoyed at myself for ordering it--but if one peruses the many bar menus around the low 100 area on the upper west side, one will find it almost impossible to find any item under $10.00; perhaps french fries.  Yes, it is a monopoly, and anyone wanting to sit at a bar and eat (you can still drink) for less then $10.00 is totally excluded. Annoyed at not finding much conversation while I was watching the game, I left at around 8:30 and decided to wander the neighborhood.
  Rather than going north to Columbia, I walked east on 110th street---my first stop was the Amerista Cafe, a cozy place where I thought I might grab a cup of coffee. I did, and it was the worst coffee I had ever tasted---luke warm, flavorless--just horrifying. Yet cityboy did not feel like confronting the barista-bartender who gave it to him---guess it would have been thankless. So he moved on.
 Some thoughts about 110th street between Manhattan and CPW. A few new luxury apartments, and then right on the northeast corner of 110 and 8th is a glitzy new condo. Amazing! Twenty years ago and back, one would not have even felt comfortable near the street, now this expensive condo, and a twin that goes south to 111th street exist there. From there I continued north on 8th to 116th street. That stretch is an contains two city projects almost next to many new luxury buildings. Beer houses next to Duncan Donuts. Revelers (mostly white) next to older natives of the area doing their laundry or getting groceries from the still remaining bodegas. Continued to the large outdoor bar-restaurant on 116th. That was far enough. Then I walked back via 8th 110th, to Columbus to 106th---kind of deserted---and then west to Broadway. The bus took me the rest of the way home.
  Have just sent an e-mail to a city planning executive protesting the possible high rise that a realty company wants to build near the Botanical Garden that would cast a shadow over the garden (not to mention stress the near by subway stations far past the limit). The brutal vision of these realtors is not to be believed, even worse the way the mayor's administration tries to help them at every turn. Where will it end?
Plans for tonight? Probably start off at South fourth to discuss plans for tomorrow at the Delacort with Mark who is joining me there. A few protests to go to---but I probably will stay at the bar as long as the conversation flows, then figure out the next move. Will report tomorrow.