Until this weekend's visit, I never liked New York. I experienced it in a way in which I feel like it is definitely somewhere I would live sometime very soon. I used to feel rushed around and anxious and nervous in that city. Not anymore. There are parts of it in which I would survive quite well.
Plus, I made good on a request that I try a red velvet cupcake (with cream cheese icing, no doubt). I had one from the cutest and best cupcake shop in all of the Brooklyn, and perhaps the whole country.
My hostess was just wonderful.
My culture war (and it wasn't really one, was it?) with New York is essentially over.
And yes, these are my photos.