If it ain't Brooklyn, don't fix it

It was a short trip to New York but it was jam packed with fun.  Eyoab is now 1 though he won't admit it yet.  After the party we went to a few bars for some beverages with the sisters and Grace's cousin Rachel.  We did some car bombs, ate some Swiss cake rolls, talked about the shocker... 

Sunday we went out for brunch with Grace's mom in DUMBO at AlMar, and it was delightful.  Grace and I both got egg toast (an egg baked on top of toasted brioche with fontina cheese.)   We also had some restorative morning cocktails; Bloody Marys for the ladies, Bellini for the gent.

After that we went to Brooklyn Bridge Park to ride the carousel transplanted from the old Idora park in Youngstown and photograph the nephews.  Then we bopped around Park Slope and we got some cocktails at Bogota, a Colombian joint. 

Now we are exhausted and on our way back to the Capital of the heart of it all with a quick pit-stop in Youngstown.  When we get back we have the daunting task of sifting through the thousand pictures we took.  No but seriously.  At least a thousand.  (Note: Just counted.  1125 photos)  As fun as it was I am so ready to be going back to the cats and our own bed.  (Note: An hour after we got home, cat pissed on bed.  Yay!)

-Jon