7...and 7; 14 for 2, and last card for one more...

...and so Sheila pegged out during the play to win a close one.  After running the TSA gauntlet at AUS we felt obliged to play at least one game during the trip.

Sat down in the cooling early eve at Madison Square Park, with the hour-long line for Shake Shack burgers (coming soon to Austin to give Hop Daddy a run for the money) winding behind us and Eataly visible through the trees across Broadway and 5th. 

If I looked up to my left, I could see the Flatiron peeking at me.

If I looked up to my right the ESB loomed.

If I looked down, I could see the game slipping away from me...


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