Coffee, knitting, and “A Happy Man” awaiting my train at South Station.
Jessica mesmerized by our amazingly painted room at the Carlton Arms; it was filled with wacky scenes of crazy animals– a perfect fit for us, naturally!
A squeal-worthy gift from Jessica; handmade mouse by an artist in North Carolina, and of course, the kitschy “Incomplete Book of Dog Names”. Amazing.
Our first beers in Greenwich Village; cheers to the chick who asked me where Bleecker Street was (and I knew!), these delicious hoppy bevvies, and the jazz band who played throughout our meal; that upright bass player, deelish.
Moules Frites! The garlic broth was so amazing; and so was the goat cheese salad, too. Salivate, salivate.