Carla and I invited Erica and Ashley (Ball) for brunch. Yeah we killed it. Cava, prosciutto, spanish tortilla. And then to the rooftops of Williamsburg, Ball said she wanted to walk around, experience Brooklyn. So we took her to the G.
Our first rooftop. Summery drinks at the vintagey Night of Joy. Good for an afternoon of happiness too!
These folks snagged our table the moment we left.
Walking down Bedford, or Berry, or 11th. Who exactly is this ad targeting? What does it say about Williamsburg?
Ball kept it up, laughter, zeros and ones.
Waiting for the rooftop at the Wythe Hotel. The handsome host so attentive and nice.
The new world order, mobile photos texted to your iFriends.
The negronis were top shelf and came in the middle glass.
How come taxi drivers no longer know where to go? GPS.
A pizza food truck! Why aren’t we going there?
I left my camera bag in the cab. That might be a sign of too much fun.
Dinner, amazing plated Bushwick deliciousness at the Northeast Kingdom. Oh where does the time go. Saturday in Brooklyn. Thanks ladies!