Friends

Being that it's the weekend seemed like the perfect time to post about yet another NYC weekend brunch. This one was extra special because a couple of my besties, Jordan and Olivia flew into town to help me celebrate my birthday a little bit early. Their trip was filled with lots of festivities, but nothing says welcome to the city like a good ol' boozey brunch. We hit up Agave, a nearby Mexican restaurant that has top notch margaritas...which also happen to be unlimited during brunch!

Of course stop #1 is always for coffee. I became THAT girl who takes pictures of her coffee art, but aren't they just so cute?

Round 1, Round 2. 

Note to self: you know a margarita is good (and strong) when it's not green.

Double fisting at its finest.

Deep discussion.

Jordan got the Southwestern style eggs benedict complete with chipotle hollandaise. I got some incredibly delicious huevos rancheros. Olivia ordered french toast at our Mexican brunch so her food doesn't get a picture, I hear it was very tasty though.

 

The best part of the brunch: present time!

Happy off our margarita buzz, we decided to take a stroll through my hood.

Look familiar? Our stroll took us by Carrie's apartment from Sex and the City. 

More of our assorted adventures to come. Stay tuned!

XO,

Lo

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Hundred Acres

This past week Mom was in town to celebrate her birthday. We fully celebrated with an Italian night and Broadway, but I still owed her a Mother's Day gift. Brunch seemed an obvious choice. That way I got to benefit too! ;) I have a long list of NYC restaurants I've been wanting to try. After some debating I landed on Hundred Acres. It's a farm to table, Southern infusion restaurant that's beautiful and nearby my apartment. (Not to mention, it's visited by a certain blonde socialite on Gossip Girl.) What's not to love?

The menu is always changing. You can count that the ingredients will always be fresh and your food will be delicious.

 

Subway tile and marble counters are both components of my future dream kitchen.

Bellinis to start, cin cin!

The space had lots of big windows that allowed the sun to pour through. They were beautiful, but proved to be a problem for my picture taking.

We just couldn't pass up the ricotta fritters. They're served warm and drizzled with honey and powdered sugar.

When I looked at the menu online this caught my eye, and I had been dreaming about it ever since: goat cheese bread pudding with spinach, poached eggs, and lemon butter. MMMMM

Mom went for the egg scramble with a bunch a fresh veggies and a big hunk of cornbread. Truly Southern.

In hindsight the fritters on top of the bread pudding on top of the cornbread might have been a little too decadent, but I don't regret it in the slightest.

After brunch we just happened to stumble upon a once a year street fair that was taking place just a couple blocks away from my apartment. It was a beautiful day and we needed to walk off our carbo-loaded brunch, so we decided to take a stroll. 

 How much is that doggie in the window??

XO,

Lo

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Weekend

Bee and Mere headed home right after New Years but Jordan hung around a few more days...and then some. Her original flight back to Indiana was cancelled so she was stranded here three extra days. I'm not complaining though. It gave us pleeennnty of time to eat our way through the city. In NYC weekend brunch is institution, and I'm sure not going to question it. We decided to hit up Penelope. It's a quaint little cafe on the east side with the most perfect brunch menu.

It's near the Chrysler Building, and since that's my favorite building in the city, I tend to take a picture every time I see it.

They had me at this sign.

 I went with the Nutella French Toast, because why get anything else? Jordan went with the Sam I Am, eggs scrambledwith asparagus and feta. Also super delicious.

 It's a crowded little joint. You know it's good when your wait time is 11/2 hours. We passed the time with coffee of course.

Clearly there are more important things going on than my blog...

Yes, I realize I'm trying too hard for this picture. I did genuinely love my french toast though.

After brunch we strolled up to Grand Central. I could spend hours here people-watching and architecture-admiring.

It turned 100 years old this year!

"Oh don't mind me, just waiting on my train to New Haven."

Apparently everyone in Grand Central got the dark color memo.

 There's more where that came from. Stay tuned!

XO,

Lo

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