I’m pretty predictable – give me a fancy café, pretty architecture, and a coupe of champagne, and I’ll declare any day a dream day. But really, there’s a special magic that comes with just wandering the city, with good company and great conversation. On Friday, Shilo met me bright and early and we started at Little Collins, lunched at Bergdorf, and wandered the West Village, wrapping it up with a glass of champagne at Jeffrey’s. She dropped me off for macrobiotic dinner time with Jenna & Anna, which was the perfect end to a perfect day.
On Saturday, I realized I’d seriously strained my Achilles tendon (Don’t do this, it hurts) but still managed to trek up to Café Sabarsky, read my book a bit while having breakfast, head back down Madison for a little holiday shopping and a stop at Ladurée (there’s one opening in Soho in mid-November!), and a little loop through the park before collapsing completely in the Champagne Bar at the Plaza, where I sat for 3+ hours in the afternoon, reading and having snacks and sorbet and champagne. I tried to rally, but ended up at the airport 4 hours early in utter exhaustion & pain. It was worth it! But really, next time: sneakers?
I’ve started an NYC Places pin board, with some of the places I’ve loved the last few trips, and ideas for next time. My goal post-move was to go twice a year, we’ve been back in Vermont 2 years now and I’ve gone 6 times – 5 of those for work. I jump at every chance to visit, I really do feel the presence of my grandparents with me when I go to the places they took me when I was little. And the time spent with ladies I feel connected and cozy with is amazing.