Saturday some friends got married at the Morris-Jumel mansion up in Washington Heights. It was a beautiful venue (the oldest house in Manhattan - and haunted, apparently) and a sweet, fun ceremony.
I had a smoothie in the morning, and a salad for lunch at about 3, not entirely sure there'd be food I'd be able to eat there.
Sunday I went for a walk to get a bagel (everything with tofutti) for a late breakfast
Ate some cherries. Haxan was interested in the plastic bag, but eating the cherries, not so much.
And, still vegetable deficient (damn you bagel craving,) made a big bowl of steamed kale and broccoli for lunch. Topped with Daiya and sriracha.
Then Greg and I went to a poetry reading that our friend had set up at her coffee shop in the city. Here's the back of G reading to the rapt crowd.
All readers were invited to bring something to swap. I took a Herikmer diamond!