Sunday brunch is one of life’s great pleasures.
A leisurely meal over papers, with lots to talk about. Preferably in the sunshine and followed by a long walk somewhere green.
When temperatures climb in New York, Central Park can be a real haven from the somewhat suffocating heat.
So slipping on a cotton dress and skipping over to the park where children run shrieking through fountains, couples canoodle, and dogs stretch, is just perfect on a lazy Sunday.
And this is just the perfect cotton city dress.
Light, comfortable, classic and timelessly chic.
Toughened up just a little with a navy leather jacket.
White shirt dress (also in petite)
Worn with a stonking Silver May Fire Sparkler.
My skin has been particularly well behaved recently, secret to how/why coming next week! So stay tuned!
After a meet up with a few New York Londoner readers on the steps of The Met, something I plan to do much more of and in more cities, my chap and I headed into the park for one final New York brunch.
Taking a table outside at Tavern on The Green.
I’d never been before, but they do a cracking bellini and an even better burger.
So I’ll certainly go again!
The Tavern burger, with cheese, on brioche.
Tender, rich, perfectly cooked and a real winner.
Certainly when compared to my date’s salad…
It’s safe to say he suffered from acute food envy!
But we made it up over pudding: a huge, warm and sticky cinnamon bun.
Dusted with sticky pecans.
We polished off a couple more cocktails, lounged in the sun a little longer and finally headed off for a stroll.
Making our way home eventually and hailing down one of those flying yellow taxis…
… heading to the airport and back to reality on our own side of the pond.
Sorry my New York posts have been somewhat brief on this trip, I suppose I’ll just have to go back and try again!
Seems like a good enough excuse to me!