Two girls named Allison who like booze. And other things, too.
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Brooklyn will always hold a special place in my heart. It’s a magical place and instead of trying to explain magic, you should go see for yourself. If you ever have an opportunity to take a class at Shambhala Yoga Dance Center, seize that chance with both hands. You will not regret it. While perusing some old photos, I came across a few stolen memories from Shambhala, including this wall of thanks.
I have so much to be thankful for right now. I’m getting married in just over three months to the love of my life, I just got a new job as a wine specialist, the weather here has been unseasonably warm and I’ve been riding my bike all over, I’m healthy, happy and generally have nothing of substance to complain about (although I always seem to find something…). I’m thankful for the time I was able to spend in Brooklyn, the shenanigans that took place, the gorgeous scenery, the lessons learned and the friendships that I will always cherish.
Here’s one of my favorites:
Today I want to take some time to be thankful, and try to make that a regular occurrence.
If I’m being perfectly honest, and this weather will do that to you, I’ll come out and admit that I’m not the biggest fan of brunch. It seems the ideal combination of day-drinking, breakfast food and friendship but it also usually involves a cramped, crowded wait and overpriced manifestations of diner dishes. That being said, if the stars align just right, it can be a truly stellar experience. Welp, the gravitational pull must have been in our favor this morning as we ventured up to Luxbar on Bellevue. My family had been there years before when the line at The Original Pancake House was too long, so we crossed our fingers that we could feed our faces without too long of a wait once again.
Ambience and “experience” is always a huge factor in whether or not you enjoy a meal out, right? But most of the time the most esteemed establishments are a little off-putting, even if they are filled with neat fixtures and attractive employees. Luxbar’s minimalistic-meets-chic interior ushers you in and, within minutes, you’re seated in a space that’s not quite crowded but not uncomfortably empty either. We were greeted almost immediately and before you know it, we had our orders placed and beverages in hand.
Luxbar isn’t breaking any mold with their cocktail offerings, but why do you need a triple-infused, elderberry and edamame Thai mimosa with a mapleleaf garnish? (When you guys see that pop-up, never forget you heard it here first.) Our table enjoyed Mimosas and Bloody Marys made, delivered and garnished without pretense. And arriving equally as promptly were our highly-anticipated entrees.
Let it be known that I am a pancake SNOB. My father’s flapjacks are absolutely the best pancakes you will ever eat in your entire life but I decided to order them because sometimes it’s the only breakfast that will do. Light and fluffy, a perfect golden hue, the enormous portion was topped with a both sinfully and subtly sweet, house-made honey butter. For only $6, I had enough to give my sister half so that I could try her breakfast croissant - thank GAWD.
I mean, they even got the bacon right. The flaky croissant sandwich melted in my mouth without being over-greasy and everything tasted incredibly fresh. The boys had an equally awesome experience with their omelets - bacon and cheese, ham and cheese respectively. As Brooks said, “This is good. [Had to take a bite again…] I mean. REALLY good.” Perhaps I should also mention that none of us were even hungover which makes this great experience even more notable.
I could continue waxing poetically about our awesome brunch but why bother? You get the point, right? Peace, love and prosecco!