Weekends are the best. In attempt to enjoy them more presently, I decided to start a series called Weekend Rewind here on the website. It's a chance for me to highlight the moments I treasure, with a little more thought than a quick Instagram.
Fridays in New York feel like magic. There's such an energy; walking to work feels like floating. I like to start the weekend with the task I'm dreading the most-laundry, errands, pharmacy. This week it was groceries. I loaded up at Trader Joe's, grabbed some Campari for a little end of summer celebration, and managed to make it home having only eaten half a bag of pita chips on the F train.
My always-in-the-know friend, Arielle, had texted me about a Clay Tour happening in Brooklyn that I somehow roped Rachel into attending with me. Of course, this was only after fantastic French Toast at Iris Cafe and an overdue catch up with Cullyn. She's the kind of friend who loves to discuss planters and curb appeal but also the important stuff.
Sunday is for pancakes, always (recipe coming!) I finished a book, went for a little walk, and dropped by Three Lives to see Ruby before church. It's convenient that my best friend is a bookseller, right?