Brunch & Barcade
Believe it or not, on occasion, I leave my favorite island and head to the outer boroughs. Last weekend I hopped on the L and headed to Williamsburg for brunch at DuMont, a charming, cozy spot, just steps away from the subway. We were lead through the small bar area, through the back garden room, up to the “treehouse.” I thought it was the best seat in the house, with rustic wooden beams, and a nice view of the room below.
It turned out that we had all had a late night prior, so the coffee really hit the spot, in addition to the complimentary sugared donuts. We left with full bellies, and headed to our next stop, Barcade, which, as the name implies, is a bar/ arcade. Cool concept, right?
While some of our group veered off in different directions to top each other’s scores on vintage games like Frogger and Pac-Man, a few of us grabbed a picnic table and started chatting. Eventually, the others joined us, and in the span of a couple hours, friends of friends became… friends. Most of us living in New York are transplants from another place. I think it’s for that reason that everyone is so inclusive and friendly. It never ceases to amaze me how so many wonderful people enter my life. One of the many things I love about New York!
Kavi360 
“…friends of friends became … friends.” Isn’t it wonderful how that happens? People are always asking us here in Birmingham how we all know each other. I love the convoluted web we weave as we try to retrace our steps and figure out how we all met. Makes the world go ’round.
I completely agree with you!