I know, I know. Haven’t posted in ages. Mea culpa. I’ve just been
knocking myself out at Gothamist, so all of my posting energy is being
sapped. It’s sad.
So what can I tell you about the weekend (I’m not even going to try to
catch up on last week. It’s so . . . last week)? Friday night was a
Yankees game, then Saturday was an early Mother’s Day brunch with my
mom at Cookshop. We walked to the Union Square Greenmarket to buy some
ramps, then headed to Otto for a little sorbet (we were being somewhat
virtuous). After spin class, I went to Rob’s pub crawl for a short stint (yes, I Dodgeballed from Hogs & Heifers), then saw United 93. Afterwards, we were in no mood to be social (let alone rejoin the pub crawl), so we had a nibble at Bar Veloce and headed home.
Sunday I had brunch at Alizinha’s, and got the chance not only to see some of my long-lost blogger chicks, but to meet some new ones, and to eat the most delicious banana pecan muffins ever. Luckily, I worked it all off by joining Mark for an 18 mile bike ride. It was the first ride of the season, but it felt pretty damn good. I finished up the day at Tia Pol, where I joined Andrea for her Dining for Darfur fundraiser.
That’s the weekend wrap-up — I’m sorry to make it so quick, but I’m pooped. Off to bed.