A few more shots from our recent New York visit!  We had reservations for Sadelle’s that Thursday afternoon.  It’s too cute. Ignoring any concept of how much food a person can reasonably eat, we eagerly made our way through bagels, tuna melts, and blintzes, each better than the last. The folks next to us decided it was the appropriate place to split a Greek Salad with Greek Dressing. It is not. If you stop by, just order something with bagels, dummy.

Full of carbs and bloody mary’s, we spent the rest of the afternoon bopping around lower Manhattan, stocking up on office supplies, and oggling the always glorious BDDW and their new sister company M. Crow.

Next up: dragging an amazingly compassionate friend around town until we had walked off enough of our brunch to swing by Fuku and live out Ed’s high-end chic-fil-a fantasies. And they did not disappoint. Elbow to elbow sipping dreamsicle slushies in the small, dimly lit space, all my normal feelings surrounding spicy chicken sandwiches (read: hungover and/or in a mall food court) quickly faded.

We spent the rest of the evening on the prowl for a bar with available seats, a surprisingly difficult feat. We finally settled outside of Union Square with Coronaritas, like you do.

Not pictured: the bacon, egg, and cheese on a roll that disappeared too quickly as we prayed to the Toyota-Gods to make the car start (it worked!).

Unfortunately pictured: road trip shame food.