Mondays are never pleasant, but they are even harder to face after a fabulous weekend. With temperatures nearing 100 degrees on both Saturday and Sunday, I was quite content staying in my air conditioned apartment and having a movie marathon in the comfort of my own bed. My roommate, on the other hand, saw that the sun was shining and insisted that we venture out to make the most of the day. After some debate (and witnessing him jump up and down in excitement at the prospect of eating dessert for lunch), we decided to head down to the West Village for frozen yogurt. Of course, we had to make some pit stops along the way...
Alcohol-free sangria from City Bakery. I stay hydrated in style.
We stumbled upon a street fair in Chelsea, where we sampled baked goods from Yianni Cafe. Sampling tends to be a dangerous game given my lack of self control. Needless to say, we walked away with a purchase.
The winding streets of the West Village defeated us. Seriously- how do people ever learn to navigate this neighborhood?
We did eventually find our way to the much anticipated fro-yo parlor, where we reveled in the air conditioning and caught up with old friends. Mission accomplished.
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