This morning began with orange juice, coffee, and a hearty omelet with A at his favorite local brunch spot Lodge, which does a bang-up job of recreating the Poconos/Catskills vibe with typical Williamsburg flair.
Then, after a brief pit stop at home, we set off on an aimless wander that eventually ended up being about 6 miles long and ended in Brooklyn Heights.
Let the record state that I did that walk in 2 and a half inch heels. My feet are not happy with me. We did spot a few good graffiti pieces in our wandering.
We stopped for respite at Heights Cafe where A got the butternut squash and sweet potato soup, and I got granola with greek yogurt.
We left the restaurant as the sun was setting so we hopped a few blocks down to the Brooklyn Promenade to see the skyline.
Then it was back inland a few blocks to check out A’s alma mater, Polytech (now owned by NYU). The central square was all done up for the holidays and we saw some art instillations including a huge wind chime and a piece by Tom Otterness whose Life Underground is a permanent installation at the 8th street ACE and L station.
After a quick stop at starbucks and a fruitless hunt for a White Castle, we Ubered home, footsore and content. We didn’t rest overly long, however, before heading back out to Skinny Dennis for a pair of enormous Texas Teas.
Then it was next door to Nitehawk Cinema, a dinner movie theater and local landmark that I had regrettably never been to.
I got tater tots with queso and A got steak skewers and a Catcher in the Rye. On the screen was The Imitation Game, which both A and I thought was pretty spectacular. Benedict Cumberbatch was amazing and we were both teary-eyed by the end of the film.
After the movie, a long walk in the cold (but made lively with movie-inspired chatter) took us across town to Greenpoint Heights, my local joint, where I got satisfactory wings and A got a delicious fried chicken sandwich.
Then, finally, home. Where A passed out before I could even get the freshly laundered duvet cover on.