At the weekend we went to meet some friends at Cafe Cortadito in the Lower East Side. It’s a Cuban restaurant and offers a little more variety than my usual fair… Which is probably a blessing to those of you starting to tire of photos of eggs n’ bacon. Here you can see Lobster Benedict, Pinar Del Rio (eggs with fried plantain and chicken croquettes) and Holgin (poached eggs and seared ham on a croissant with creole sauce). Mr and I shamefully went for the same thing, without even consulting each other, we’re THAT in tune. Sadly, turns out we both made the wrong choice. Our poached eggs with creole sauce over white rice and black beans was by far the weakest of all the dishes. The non stop pitchers of white sangria cheered us up though.

The next day Mr and I headed for a solo brunch at The Smith on 2nd avenue, just around the corner from our place in midtown. To the uninitiated, it might look like we have the same thing, but we’re tricking you. I have chicken sausage on spicy corn bread with gravy, he has rib eye steak with hollandaise sauce. We do both have poached eggs and home fries though. Natch.

After my post about Accomplice New York a couple of weeks ago, I’ve just discovered that they have published a couple of photographs of our little group. They were taken by a photographer who followed us around for some of the day. Other people in the group had noticed him, I didn’t, which is rather shameful given the fact that I am almost looking right at him here.

Here’s us just after the last surprise of the show. That’s the stage manager we’re clapping at.

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