Sunday, February 10, 2008
Brunching is one of the best Sunday activities in New York City. Today I met some friends at some Italian place around one. The service was horrible but we still had a good time. It was one of the rare brunches that didn't last all day. After a couple glasses of champagne I went to Boarders for a new book and took the bus back to my apartment. Then I promptly fell asleep. When did naps become so wonderful? Is it one of the signs you are getting old? Maybe it was the champagne. Whatever it was, I wish I could do it more often.