We got back several hours ago from a four-day visit to NY. I–along with 18 other Barlow Center students–crashed at my parents’ house in Scarsdale for the weekend. The house was pretty close to reaching full capacity, but we managed to provide everyone with breakfast and beds. My mom is such an angel for facilitating this huge group of us.
One of my favorite moments of the weekend was Sunday evening, when all my friends, the Gibbs, my parents, and Grandpa Ricks sat down to play post-dinner games. It was a riot (and Grandpa nearly won Apples to Apples!). I love family and friends!
Here’s what I did:
Poked through racks of second-hand clothing in Williamsburg, Brooklyn at Buffalo Exchange.
Lunched at Brooklyn’s tiny Cafe Colette, where all the waiters were tall, foreign, and beautiful (except Ar’s friend from home, who was a busboy from California).
Skipped and mosied along the High Line from 11th to 16th.
Boogied, arm-pumped, and leapt at a Ratatat concert at Terminal 5, near Columbus Circle.
Saw a production of the opera Tales of Hoffman at the Metropolitan Opera. The opera was Ar and Estee’s first-ever!
Meandered around the Cloisters monastery, reviewing Medieval artwork and architecture.
Enjoyed an apple cinnamon french toast breakfast with good friends at Sarabeth’s before shlepping back to DC (I realize the picture features delicious pancakes, which I did not order).
I loved my short time re-visiting New York. The one disappointment was that I was not able to do much thrift store shopping, nor did I see any Broadway shows! I’m returning in two weeks, though–any suggestions?
I highly suggest hanging out with me more. if only because I will take you to veniero’s for millefoglia.
you’re in heaven there aren’t you? miss you friend, come back soon