The light is different here. I think maybe every city has its own distinct luminosity, influenced in no small part by the collective loveliness of its inhabitants. These were taken here, on a quick pick-up stop for sopressata and pickled peppers. We took that up to my friend Lee Anne's rooftop, along with salt-packed anchovies, a demi baguette, and a bottle of dry rose, for the most showstopping sunset supper picnic of my life.
I've had so much fun here so far. I haven't been to NYC in ten years. Ten! It's changed. Of course. Today we went to this, with HER, and she was just the sweetest ever, and the whole shebang was absolutely perfect. Perfect. More about that later.
I'm falling asleep right this very second with a full belly and a full heart.