Summer Fridays in New York are nice and quiet and empty--perfect for going on a marathon-log walk and exploring the city. While we did make it from Chelsea in Manhattan to Prospect Park in Brooklyn, we didn't quite take as long a walk as we did last Friday because we cheated and took the train home. The sun really took the pep out of me. Maybe I should have had a second doughnut...
...from Doughnut Plant! Jon had the yeast vanilla bean (top left), and I had the yeast coconut glazed (top right). The breakfast of champions.
We stopped by 1 Centre Street again to see if we'd catch the Law and Order people filming like last week, when we saw Kathryn Erbe. (I was hoping to snag a pic of Chris Noth or Sam Waterston for Mumma.) When I saw Judith Light (top left), I thought we hit SVU paydirt. But then I recognized Rebecca Romijn (in sunglasses, top left) and saw the cast chairs (top right): Ugly Betty.
Crossing the Brooklyn Bridge. This time, I was the jerk holding up traffic by taking pictures.
As seen on the streets of Brooklyn: the Bed Bug Club in Boerum Hill and a white tiger in Park Slope. (Where were Sigfried and Roy?)
Lunch at Moutarde in Park Slope. Nicoise salad sans anchovies (top left) and a warm goat cheese salad (top right). The whole time I had Mumma's voice echoing in my head: "Ugh...goat cheese!"
Prospect Park. So empty, so wonderful! Jon and I spent the afternoon and early evening on the grass under a tree planning this week's cookies and daydreaming about Brooklyn brownstones. Scratch-ticket millionaires?