brooklyn brunch
last weekend | this weekend
I propose this method of trashing your tannenbaum next year—far less depressing than having to deal with holiday aftermath in the form lifeless tree piles.
Saturday night at Rucola
A study in light and texture
No one leaves The Chocolate Room empty-handed.
The weekend’s denouement at Bocca Lupo
There’s no place like Brucie. There’s no place like Brucie.
Tip: Start with the maple cookie & sweet potato/marshmallow ice cream sandwich (left), then finish with the same.
Brooklyn Beta did its thing downstairs from my apartment, so for three days I had the pleasure of starting my morning commute with their welcome sign.
It’s about time I take heed and dust off my craft supplies. To be continued…
This is the place I call home.
