The Last Tastes of Summer in Cobble Hill
I love Marathon Sunday in NYC. The entire city is just bursting with such excitement, positive energy and of course an insane amount of people. I will never make the mistake of trying to watch near Central Park or the UES again. Now I always head to Brooklyn where endless police barricades and crowds ten people deep are nonexistent. The unusually warm weather this year also gave me the perfect excuse for one more al fresco dining experience at Bar Tabac.
This cozy Parisian bistro has been a Cobble Hill staple for years serving up a wonderful weekend brunch complete with jazz music inside and two seaters around the front perfect for enjoying the warm autumn breeze. It was so nice outside I almost suggested a trip down the road to one of my favorite old school bars Zombie Hut.
Mr. T and I had actually just been the week before when our "one quick drink" turned into one huge scorpion bowl. There's just something so fun about that creaky old patio out back and big fruity cocktails; they make it easy to forget about anything else in life.