It was a glorious weekend, taking a stroll on the upper west side to meet the girls at our favorite Sunday brunch place Isabella’s, very “sex and the city” as we toasted with our Bellini’s. As I was walking, I locked eyes with a good-looking gentleman who waved hello. He looked familiar but I could not place how I knew him. I definitely did not know his name and I definitely had not gone on a date with him. After racking my brain, I realized we had actually never met. We only knew each other through cyber space and recognized each other from our photos. How strange it is to recognize a familiar JDate face in a city of over 8 million people. I guess strangers are only friends who have yet to meet. To make it a little stranger, I saw him enter my building which I assume he lives in. NYC for as big as it is, is amazingly small sometimes.