Sunday Brunch

Today, my friend Carol and I went to Pershing Square for brunch. It's a beautiful restaurant right across the street from Grand Central Station. It was bigger than what I expected it to be. I imagined it would be a small cafe, but there was a rather large dining room as you walked toward the back of the restaurant. They also had a beautiful bar, called Buzz Bar, which I would definitely want to check out in the future. I had a delicious brunch of whole wheat belgian waffles, complete with strawberries. Surprisingly, it wasn't that heavy as I sometimes find waffles to be. The syrup left something to be desired though...definitely cheap, Log Cabinesque quality. All in all, though, a lovely meal.

I've been feeling a little down in the dumps in recent days with many of my friends getting married soon, or in the process of planning their weddings. Yes, I am completely and utterly happy for each and everyone of them. It's just that with all of this wedding and marriage talk, I feel inadequate. The wedding train is leaving the station, and here I am running in vain to catch it. I know that I shouldn't feel this way, but it's hard to keep these thoughts from coming into my mind as my bride friends discuss wedding dresses, honeymoons, and floral arrangements. ALSO. Hot damn, it's expensive to participate in a wedding. Seriously, I am in favor of a single girls' registry as this point.