New York City
Graham and I traveled to New York City last weekend for exciting meetings about our cookbook. We stayed in a rental apartment in our old Brooklyn neighborhood. It was the first time we had been back since we moved to Berkeley last year, and it was such fun to see our New York friends and to visit all our favorite spots.
We walked everywhere—to Colson Patisserie for crêpes and waffles, to Café Grumpy for coffee, to Bagel Hole for warm sesame bagels with lox, cream cheese, and capers, through Prospect Park, which was all twigs and the stirring promises of spring buds, across Fort Greene, where we met Kristen and Mike for brunch at Roman’s and where we also picked up groceries at Greene Grape Provisions, to Books Are Magic in Cobble Hill, and to Lucali for a spectacular and unforgettable dinner with Evan, Rachel, Kate, and Leigh.
The sun shone on us every day we were there, and the skies were steely blue, nearly cloudless. It was cold but bright. I loved having the chance to visit as a tourist and I was reminded of just how incredibly romantic New York City can be.