Late lunch (by my self, again) at "I Tre Merli" on west broadway & Houston.
I was the only patron in the entire restaurant, recess is here, big time.
During spring, make a stop & order the Penne a la vodka, a glass of chianti, soak up the sun and watch the people passing by.
(Then head back to what comes around goes around and have one more look. Shopping slightly tipsy is the new black)

I finally went to Waverly Inn the other week in NYC.
As I was in the city on my own (for the first time in years) I first went to Pastis and gobbled down about 12 fin de claire with 3 glasses of chardonnay, taking notes and going through the days meetings.
(Scott Schuman, a fantastic factory in Jersey and a vintage dealer)
Since I was jetlagged out of my mind and needed to stay awake to at least 11 not to fuck up the entire week, I opted for Waverly instead of crashing into that divine bed at the Maritime. The place was crowded but cozy, and the atmosphere was defintely what I expected. Table booked for next trip in January! (when I'll be paying a debt to Scott for some great ideas, the champagne will be on me)