Some days (well, quite often, actually) I view the most important thing on my agenda as sharing good food and good laughs with friends.
Luckily, I always have Clinton St Bakery as my go to brunch spot. It’s small and cozy with an often long wait but I promise, as soon as you take a bite of one their delicious simple dishes all that will quietly fade away into a delightful food coma.
If you find yourself in downtown NYC, definitely check it out and order the *pancakes*. I was in a savory mood a while back and strayed away from the blueberry ones and let me tell you – sad, bad move. The whole time I eyeballed the woman next to me eat her fluffy flapjacks with warm maple butter running down her double chin. I was so close to asking her for a bite of her leftovers, I could almost taste it.