Last weekend, my Momma & I had brunch at Sarabeth's. Because if you're in NYC and feeling like fancy brunch, you go to Sarabeth's, do you not? You do. My Momma got an egg dish and I got pancakes. If you know me in real life, you know I have a thing for pancakes. We loved the sweet flower on the table, and I ran into someone I knew many moons ago back in NJ. I'm very graceful in these situations, "HEY. You. Why do I know you?" and then I stand, hand on hips, waiting.
And on the way there, a bird pooped in my hair. Which means I now have even more good luck! Which just seems unfair but these things cannot be undone. If it were up to me, I would at least consider sharing all this good luck.
Brunching is the best, Mommas are the best, Pancakes are the best, Good Luck is the best. THE BEST! xo