Sunday Morning in the City


Last weekend, I had the most relaxing Sunday morning in the city. The weather was perfect...sunny and warm but not boiling hot, just warm enough to sit outside at a sidewalk cafe. This was one of those days that reminded me how in love I am with New York, especially the fact that I meet more new people in the city than anywhere else in the world. It's so easy and natural to do and always makes me feel really at home. 

After a last minute morning meeting in SoHo, I headed out to Bluebell Cafe for breakfast. They have really good Eggs Benedict and these great tables by the window that are perfect for people watching. Although, I didn't do much of that this time because I ended up reading the Sunday Times given to me by a sweet man one table over. 

After breakfast, I took a late morning nap then went down to read the rest of the paper at Washington Square Park with my favorite juice from Pressed Juicery (Citrus 1). At first, I picked an awkward spot next to Larry the Birdman then moved down the path a bit across from some guys practicing Arctic Monkey songs on various instruments. I met an older man who used to manage Miles Davis and is trying to get Lady Gaga to buy a piece of his artwork for an album cover. 

After awhile, I got hungry again and went over to Veselka for my favorite pierogi and raspberry lemonade. The girls at the table in front of me had the cutest dog, Irving who I just could not stop staring at and then I had a great conversation with the next person who took the table. Seriously, my favorite thing about New York is how easy it is to have good conversations with strangers. Do you guys ever notice that when you're there too?