i am so full on love and music and pizza and bagels and amazingly fond memories from this past week in new york. egg and i were able to cram in so many perfect visits and earth shattering meals that by the end, we actually felt ready to retreat into a north dakota hibernation.

we saw a flash mob at the met, ate a (super good!) turkey and gravy donut, and had secret ramen way past our bedtime. high tea with old friends, morning coffee with new, and an oyster shucking lesson at food52! a just-like-old-times happy hour at harry's, and a chef's table situation at the wonderful glasserie. quality time was spent with the blue cheese at murray's and in that lively old brooklyn home of mine. a nighttime village stroll, a corn on the cob cocktail, a rob-centric photoshoot complete with hummus and halvah. we had epic meals with epic people, engaged in beautiful new music at b.a.m., and widely avoided getting hit by the brisket man on his fire red vespa.

these are a few of my favorite things.

but oh fuck we forgot to get a cronut.