Vermont, 2014 |
Some snippets I remembered on the long car journey south yesterday:
I loved this Zadie Smith essay, Find Your Beach, about living in New York.
This piece on how brunch is for jerks was hilarious. I have to admit that the last time I tried to do brunch (with our two kids) it felt pretty ridiculous-borderline-torturous.
Then there's this Belgian beer place opening in Williamsburg (even if you hate brunch, Belgian beer is pretty good.)
Lastly, one of my favorite food writers, David Lebowitz, came to the neighborhood. It's true, Pies & Thighs is amazing.
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