after a raucous night out on the town, we let ourselves sleep in deeply saturday morning. wyatt was curled up under the warm flannel sheets while natalie, phillip, and i chatted about the latest and greatest in each of our lives. soon enough our stomachs started to rumble and our thirsts began to quench, so some breakfast (rather brunch) was needed.
“i’ll just order us something in. what does everyone want? i’m ordering from a place around the corner called hot & crusty.” so, you might be reacting to two things about natalie’s comments here. first, why would we eat from a place called hot & crusty? off the bat it doesn’t have the most appealing ring to it. well, that’s because they’re a great local shop with divine eats and who doesn’t like supporting that kind of place? second, you may want to ask, “if it’s just ‘around the corner’, why not go get it yourself?” oh, that’s because it was a whopping six degrees outside and when you can get everything delivered to your doorstep in new york, it just made plain sense to have it brought to us. i’m sure those delivery fellas were bundled up!
twenty minutes later we had nine bottled waters, one large coffee with cream, and three breakfast bagels in our hungry hands. there’s something so pleasing about eating breakfast in a warm bed as you gaze out the window at the winter weather. mm, cozy! my sesame seed bagel with american cheese and bacon was savory and delicious, the perfect choice after an enjoyable evening/early morning.
kelsey v 