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A Banana Cupcake with Peanut Butter and Buttercream Frosting from Crumbs Bake Shop.

Happy Weekend!

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Bar Virage

I've got another fun brunch place for you.

Last weekend, G and I met up for the first time in months, having planned on catching up over brunch at Cafe Orlin, which I've told you about before.  However, the line was long and the day was rather chilly, so, instead of waiting in the cold, we hoofed it around the corner to Bar Virage.

We were seated right away and immediately brought a little platter of mini blueberry muffins and bread with our coffee.
These were a delightful way to start things off, as were the passion fruit mimosas that came next.

I appreciate a brunch place that doesn't fool around and serve you mimosas in tiny champagne flutes.  Bring on the goblets, baby.  And the passion fruit really took these to another level.  Just the bright, fruity flavor that was needed to perk up a cold day.

G and I had a lot of catching up to do, so we put in our food order and expected to have some time to sip, chat, and take in Virage's bustling atmosphere before the plates arrived.

However, it seemed like only a few minutes before our server came back with our food (which was great because, as usual, I was starving).   G had ordered an egg white omelet with tomatoes and mushrooms.

I went a little more decadent with the Lobster and Eggs over Easy:

I love it when an X made of bacon marks the spot.

Underneath the eggs lay a lobster, pepper, and potato hash and the entire thing was drizzled with a spicy hollandaise sauce and served with toasted brioche (which was awesome) on the side.

Ready for your closeup, gorgeous?

If that doesn't get you excited on a Sunday morning, I don't know what will.

Both of G and my dishes were off Bar Virage's Prixe Fixe brunch menu, which includes a main, the mini muffins and breads, and coffee and fresh squeezed orange juice, all for around $16.  Not a bad deal, especially in New York. 

The cocktails are extra but totally worth it.  

And with the money that you've saved, you should probably get two.  It's the weekend, after all.

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Weekend breakfast inspiration:  a stack of veggie-lobster-egg-bacon amazingness.  

I'll share the details about the brunch place where I found it next week, so stay tuned!

Happy Weekend!

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Brunch at the Standard Grill

The second day of GK's visit dawned ridiculously rainy and cold.  Some part of us just wanted to stay in bed, but the other, more dominant part was growling with hunger, so we headed out and made our way through the rain-sloshed streets to the Meatpacking District for brunch at the Standard Grill.  Nestled inside the ground floor of the Standard High Line Hotel, the Grill was just what we needed on such a dreary day:  cozy, warm, a little bit glamorous, and full of delicious smells.

We settled into our table and got things going with some caffeine.  Coffee for me and tea for GK.

I was thrilled by the fact that they give you your own little carafe of joe.  I tend to guzzle my coffee very quickly, so it was lovely to not have to flag down a waiter for refills.

After we had had a few sips and felt a bit more awake, we decided that some cocktails needed to enter the picture (What is brunch without them, amirite???).  GK went for The Professor & Mary Ann:  gin, strawberry-champagne shrub, lime, and prosecco.

I opted for the Orchard Bellini:  champagne, apricot liqueur, and fresh peach puree.

 

With our drinks taken care of, we finally had a look at the food menu, and since everything sounded so good, we decided to order it all. 

The feeding frenzy began with vanilla-rum custard brioche donuts. 

They arrived at the table warm and in a cute little carton.  I think that we had both expected them to be smaller, but we were not to be daunted and dove right in.

 

These were amazing.  The exterior was light and flaky while still having that delicious fried flavor, and the vanilla-run custard was creamy and decadent without being too heavy or sickeningly sweet.  And you didn't get that nasty feeling afterwards that usually follows the consumption of coffee-shop donuts.

Next came the entrees, which we shared like the old married couple that we are. 

Eggs benedict with ham on sourdough with rosemary potatoes....

and a whole wheat waffle topped with spiced apples, pecans, and bourbon cream...

with hickory smoked bacon (it's not brunch without bacon either) and creamy cheddar grits on the side.

It was quite the spread.

We kept going back and forth, trying to decide what we liked the best.  I think that the Eggs benedict won in the end for me....I could eat those poached eggs on that buttery sourdough every morning for the rest of my life. 

After chatting and chewing our way through most of our haul, we reluctantly waddled back out into the rain, lamenting the fact that we had to leave.  The food was amazing, the people-watching was fun, and the staff was friendly and attentive without being overbearing.  If we could have stayed all day and kept the cocktails and the food coming, I'm sure that we would have.  But alas, we've not yet reached the point in our lives when we can be professional, full-time brunchers.

If you want to check out the Standard Grill, I'd recommend making a reservation, which you can do here.

Just be sure to show up hungry. 

And order the donuts. 

And invite me. 

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Caffe Grazie

Upon leaving the Met, GK and I went on the hunt for dinner. Since it was such a cold night, we didn't want to venture too far out of our way before returning to my place for a girls' night in of movies and wine, so I suggested we hit up Caffe Grazie, a cute little Italian restaurant on 84th street that I had noticed while making my way to the Met on another day.  The friendly staff greeted us and showed us to a cozy booth right inside the door.

Caffe Grazie's vibe feels kind of like a trendy but relaxed bistro....the kind of spot that would be a great place to while away an evening with good friends and a bottle of wine after a day at the museum.  

Speaking of wine, we had some red to go with our starter of garlic crostini with goat cheese and tomato.

Isn't that presentation lovely?  Don't worry, that didn't stop us from devouring it in record time.  I'd like to kiss the person who originally thought up the whole goat cheese + tomato + crusty bread combination. 

After we had finished that (and waxed poetic about it), we decided to keep the carb fest going with some pasta.  GK went for the Linguine Amalfi with tomatoes, black olives, capers, mozzarella, garlic, basil, and olive oil.

I chose the Trenette with short rib ragu, peas, and carrots.

There's nothing like a plate of pasta on a cold night, is there?  Both dishes were full of bright, complimentary flavors and, while they might look like small portions in the photos, trust me, they weren't.  GK and I left feeling rather fat and sassy.

On our way back to the train we paused in a few places to admire some rather mysterious-looking architecture that would have been at home in a Gothic novel....

as well as the fairy lights covering the trees on the avenues...

Pasta, wine, a BFF, and fairy lights.  If you know of a better way to spend a Saturday evening, do tell me what it is.

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 I hope that it's a donuts-and-cocktails-for-breakfast kind of weekend for all of you.  

Check back here next week and I'll tell you all about the place where I got these babies!

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Martinis and Mourning at the Met

When I last left you, GK and I were on our way to the Met.  The air was bitingly cold, but the sun was shining and the sky was a gorgeous clear blue.

Upon arriving at the museum, we didn't really have an agenda, so we looked at the list of temporary exhibits, and the show that was being featured at the Costume Institute caught our eye.  Titled "Death Becomes Her," it was a showcase of women's mourning attire from the 19th and early 20th centuries.

The black of the dresses made a striking contrast to the white of the mannequins, and a noticeable hush hung over the air of the gallery, as if all the visitors had silently agreed that the solemn subject matter deserved respect and reverence.
Some of the garments were simple and black while others sported more intricate detailing and different colors.  The grey dress in the photo above was a wedding dress for a bride who was married during the Civil War.  She wasn't in mourning for a particular family member, but her attire was instead a sign of respect and mourning for all of those lives being lost in the War.

I wonder if the tradition and social rules of mourning attire were both welcomed and detested by women in equal parts.  On the one hand, immediately following a death, I'm sure that it would have been helpful to wordlessly signal to people that you were going through an upsetting time.  However, after a while, always wearing black might have kept you in a somber mood when you were trying to move forward and find happiness again.

We found it very interesting that there were apparently different stages of mourning dress.  As you moved away from the time of death and entered half-mourning, more colors could be incorporated, as long as they were still dark in tone.  

All of the dresses were beautiful, but GK and I are always drawn to shiny things, and this exhibit was no exception.  These were our favorites:

These dresses were worn in the British court after the reign of Queen Victoria.  Following Prince Albert's death, Victoria had stayed in mourning for the rest of her life, and after her death the rules of mourning attired gradually relaxed.  

After leaving this exhibit, we wandered around the Middle Ages and Asia for a bit, and then it was time for an afternoon pick-me-up, so we went to the second floor to the Great Hall Balcony Bar.  If you need a bit of a rest (or a cocktail) during a weekend trip to the museum, this place is well worth a visit.  The tables are on either side of the balcony area...so you either get a view down into the Great Hall...

or you get to sit in front of a display case of Ming vases and admire the gorgeous architecture that surrounds you....

while listening to live classical music, drinking martinis, and feeling swanky.  Speaking of martinis, GK and I started with the Lychee variety.

These were strong but still wonderfully smooth, just the way a good cocktail (and man) should be.

We gabbed and sipped our martinis, but then started to get a bit peckish, so we snacked on truffled popcorn and chocolate covered strawberries, accompanied by some bubbly, of course.

By this point, it had gotten dark outside, but we felt rejuvenated and decided to have a wander around Egypt before leaving.  It wasn't long before we stumbled upon the Temple of Dendur.

If you've never visited this area of the museum at night, I'd highly recommend it.  It's a quiet time in what's normally a busy space, and everything seems still and peaceful and a little magical.  You truly feel transported to an ancient time and place.

We had seen priceless objects from Asia, 19th-Century America and England, medieval Europe, and ancient Egypt, all in one day.  It was now time to set off in search of another great treasure:  dinner. 

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