The best part of a New York City weekend is Sunday Brunch. Seriously, I'm not kidding. There are so many incredible restaurants in Manhattan and we found a little hidden gem over the weekend. It looked as if we found a little café in Mary Lennox's secret garden. The Smile is not only a pretty sight to the eyes, but the food is amazing! Egg sandwich on English muffins, sweet potato hash browns, bottomless coffee, and a spiked lemonade and basil cocktail . . . how can you go wrong?
Afterwards, we explored our surroundings of NoHo {fun fact: stands for North of Houston - pronounced house-ton | SoHo stands for South of Houston} and then back up to our neck of the woods, Sutton Place to take a peak at the Queensboro Bridge.
Every state has their own rednecks. And yes, that is a truck with lifts with a flag in the back. |
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