This weekend finds me back in NYC. It’s unlike me to debate or doubt myself very often. But I wasn’t sure I was going to make it in this trip. My initial plans fell through and looking at the weather it looked like it was going to be terribly cold. At the very least minute I headed to the airport. I’ve never let a plane ticket go to waste and I’m not about to start.
I started out at Cotter Barber Coffee in Brooklyn. A friend from Atlanta was behind the coffee bar and I had the best hazelnut latte I’ve had in ages. At the suggestion of one of the customers who came in with his chow chow named Fred I decided to head to the PS1 MOMA next. So that’s exactly what I did.