So I clearly was made for city life. I really love New York City. This weekend I met my friend Rebecca and we traipsed around the city. It was splendid despite the torrential downpour today.
We were both delayed getting into the city Friday night because of traffic. We met up at our hotel (thank you priceline’s “name your price.”), made ourselves presentable, and then headed to the West Village to the Spotted Pig—a British gastropub owned by Jay Z. Rebecca is a vegetarian, and neither of us were super hungry so we got a few small plates and caught up.
We then met up with some friends of mine from high school at a french cafe called the Pink Pony for the remainder of the night.
Saturday was a leisurely day of Century 21 exploring (we each both awesome boots for the winter), brunch in the East Village, and then meeting up with Rebecca’s friends for dinner and shenanigans. I also convinced everyone to check out Sockerbit–the only Swedish Sweets Shop in the country.