But hey, that’s just not the universe we live in.
We do, however, live in a world where this tragically ideal boat is sitting pretty up on Pier 81, just waiting for the day you choose to visit, oh-so-soon.
So file away a place called Hudson’s: a three-story yacht for Mediterranean, dancing, and rooftop hangs, now open.
When the time is right, you’ll find yourself with a date in the bright, colorful, sort of ’70s throwback dining room, surrounded by plates of black truffle burrata, wild mushroom parpardalle and olive gremolata-topped branzino. Or maybe you’ll find yourself early evening on the expansive rooftop sipping something full of rum, pear and mint. Could also be a Sunday afternoon doing bottomless mimosa brunch with a group of people you like doing such things with. It all depends on when said time is right.
No matter, here’s where it’ll all go down.