You know how I love to nap on weekends. And blog. And go to restaurants. And nap some more.
This past weekend, I really didn’t do much of those things. I thought I’d be cranky about the change to my comfy routine, but instead I really enjoyed myself.
On Saturday, I had brunch with my buddy Walt from Bowery Collective at The Wren. We talked about Whiskey Washback.
Then my friend Melissa and I saw Kanye West at Madison Square Garden. It was my second time seeing the Yeezus tour. More on that soon.
How was your weekend?
Brooklyn is such a big borough – NYC’s 2nd largest and most populous – that I sometimes feel bad for not exploring more. On Saturday, I saw friends and checked out new-to-me places without ever leaving BK. I loved it! First I met up with my new friend Sarah in Bushwick. We had brunch at Roberta’s and then walked – and walked – to the Jonathan Adler warehouse sale.
Brunch was terrific. Continue reading
One of my good friends lives in Greenpoint, Brooklyn, north of where I reside in Williamsburg. She has a car and I don’t so we often hang out in the ‘burg.
People act like Greenpoint and Williamsburg are the same. They definitely are not.
On Sunday I went to Greenpoint.
Greenpoint map
We planned to have brunch at the Manhattan Inn but my friend, who is gluten-free, noticed that the menu there changed and is no longer as GF-friendly.
Instead we went to Enid’s and had a great meal and catch-up. I had the fried jalepeno grits with eggs in case you’re curious. Brunch for two – one entree each, a shared fruit plate and a large French press – came to $42 including tip.
After brunch, we went to Cafe Grumpy to try to do some work. Yes, the place you have seen in Girls episodes on HBO. It’s one block from my friend’s apartment and a nice little spot.
And how was your weekend?
Brunch Brooklyn-style
Remember my dinner at Traif in Brooklyn? I followed it up with brunch there Sunday.
No surprise: it was fantastic.
When micheladas are on the menu, I can’t say no
We ate sitting in the solarium. It has a lovely view of the garden.
I regret not getting a pic of the chilaquiles. They were amazing. So was the strawberry pancake.
I tried to contain my enthusiasm given that a gluten-free friend was at the table
Via @nytimes:
BRUNCH, an occasion for flapjacks, Bloody Marys and meandering conversation, is traditionally the most sluggish of meals. But a smorgasbord of clubby New York restaurants have transformed lazy midday gatherings into orgies of overindulgence with blaring music, jiggling go-go dancers and bar tabs that mushroom into five figures.
I think I might be too old for this. But if asked to try it once, I won’t say no. Any takers?
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