Julian and I were walking around New York in search of a fun brunch spot, looking at different menues when a friendly elderly gay couple who were sitting down raved about their breakfast and said they come here every weekend. Based on their recommendation, we sat down. It was even better than they said. I ordered the burger and stole the bacon that was supposed to come with Julian’s breakfast sandwich on the most scrumptious biscuit we’ve ever had (better than Egg). We were in food heaven. The food was so fresh, and it was fun to sit outside on a beautiful summer day. Apparently many people in the West Village own Yorkies (the dog I want to own)–we spotted six!
July 26, 2011 by Nina