On our first full day in New York City, we woke up late and took the train directly from Times Square to Williamsburg with the intention of exploring Brooklyn. The difference couldn't have been greater between the mad streets of Times Square and Brooklyn's two-story town homes.. even after such a short time, it was a welcome change and the neighborhood almost felt familiar.
At Blue Bottle, we waited in line and ordered New Orleans style iced coffee and some espresso from their 50 year-old machine (which Neil was pretty excited about) and sat at a counter beside the window. We moved onto Pies n Thighs for brunch - huevos rancheros for me, chicken and waffles for Neil. That might have been my favorite meal of the trip, to be honest.. although it's hard to top the pork buns at Noodle Bar.
The rest of our Brooklyn day consisted of a stop at Brooklyn Flea (thanks to Hannah's suggestions) - where we snacked on cinnamon sugar donuts and dug through unbelievable vintage stalls - and a leisurely exploration of Brooklyn's brownstone-covered streets. Even after leaving that night to experience more of New York, knowing our time was short, we wanted to be back in that borough again.
Back in Manhattan, we had dinner at Katz's Deli (the biggest pastrami sandwich I have ever seen in my life plus a plate of pickles), and one morning we spent wandering about midtown - checking out the Ace Hotel and drinking Stumptown Coffee before surreptitiously slipping into Soho and doing some (window) shopping, although Neil did leave with a pair of A.P.C jeans and I found some peplum tops and brocade pants at Topshop. Waiting on one more roll of film to come back from the lab, this time in black and white action.
It wasn't until our last day in New York that a lovely girl working at the A.P.C store suggested we go back to Brooklyn and check out Prospect Park, yet another commissioned work designed by landscape architect Frederick Law Olmsted back in the mid 1800s (meaning this is the fourth place we've visited in the last six months designed by Olmsted - including the Boston Public Garden, Biltmore Estate, and Central Park.. we've become a little obsessed with him lately and just checked out his biography at the library today). Within an hour or two of leaving A.P.C, we grabbed a train back to Brooklyn. We explored the Soldiers' and Sailors' Arch and walked down a path bordering the park's edge, taking in a neighborhood park that, while not as grand as Central Park, certainly had a more approachable charm to it.
Wearing a vintage wool hat, navy polka dot dress c/o Sugarlips, thrifted loafers, and my birthday dress in these photos. More film shots here.
Revisiting these photos makes me miss New York - but at the same time I'm glad to be home, especially in time for fall weather. This weekend marks the annual Southern Fried Festival in my parent's hometown. My mom helps coordinate the event every year, so Neil and I are driving out to show our support and eat an apple cider donut (or ten). Happy weekend!
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