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.
Everyone raves about Brooklyn Farmacy & Soda Fountain’s old-school vibe and unbeatable egg creams, but I think their strong suit happens to fall in the peanut-butter-hot-fudge-sundae-with-broken-pretzels department.
All too often I spend long subway rides in search of the perfect subject, when really the photo ops I’m hoping for exist within a block of our apartment. Enjoy your weekend, and may you find renewed love for your own backyard.
brooklyn awaits
*Update: Apparently hanging a ziploc bag filled with water and pennies—as pictured in the second photo—repels flies through light refraction. Huh.
5 teams, 15 friends, 50 collective miles, 1 killer Sunday.
