I’ve drunk booze every day since arriving in NYC a week ago and I don’t really feel like stopping. I’m walking and gymming loads, so my liver’s gonna be just fine, right… right?! This mornings hangover was probably the worst of the lot, so Bloody Mary’s and delicious brunch was really the only option. We […]

Yesterday I went to meet a friend Brooklyn. Due to errors made by him and my iPad (and I guess by me for not paying more attention to said errors. Dammit), I ended up in completely the wrong place with no way of contacting him. The meeting was only saved by a cafe with a […]

Mr me got the day off so we headed down to the East Village for some brunch. I saw this at a bar on the way there, and we decided to take their advice. Would have been rude not to really, no? We were heading for Schiller’s liquor bar to try the huevos rancheros recommended […]

Here are a couple of extra photographs I took in Bryant Park the other day. For some reason I forgot to add them to the last post, so here they are for your viewing enjoyment. You cry every time you see the American flag or hear the National Anthem?! Wow. That must get awkward. Eer […]

I’ve taken exercise classes which included step before and I’ve enjoyed them. A couple of the moves flummoxed me, but I got there in the end. So, when I saw a step class on offer at my massive gym I thought that looked like a bit of me. It was not a bit of me, […]

Today I joined my NYC gym, which is massive and would eat my London and Montreal gyms with just one bite. After a couple of classes (yeah, you heard me right, a couple. The first one was ballet though, so I mainly just stood there and gawped while she said French things at me, it […]

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There’s just something about brunch in New York. The eggs are tastier, the waitresses finer, the bacon crispier, the Bloody Mary’s spicier. I will be cultivating my wee little belly with many of these during our time here and here is the first, at Bistango at 29th and 3rd. Eggs florentine for me, and a (not […]